| When the routine bites hard | |
| and ambitions are low | |
| And the resentment rides high | |
| but emotions won\'t grow | |
| And we\'re changing our ways | |
| taking different roads | |
| Then love, love will tear us apart again | |
| Why is the bedroom so cold | |
| Turned away on your side? | |
| Is my timing that flawed | |
| our respect run so dry? | |
| Yet there\'s still this appeal | |
| That we\'ve kept through our lives | |
| Love, love will tear us apart again | |
| Do you cry out in your sleep | |
| All my failings expose? | |
| Get a taste in my mouth | |
| As desperation takes hold | |
| Is it something so good | |
| Just can\'t function no more? | |
| When love, love will tear us apart again |