WE'RE DYING

it's strange to feel this cold to the woman who's my wife
but i guess that there's a first time for everything in life
and we both know life ain't fair

i dreamed that you've been sleeping with someone we both know
i dreamed that i have left you sometime long ago
i wake up and you're still there

but i think we're dying
we're dying
we're dying and sometimes i don't care

i don't feel that spark when my fingers touch your skin
sometimes it feels like work, sometimes it feels like sin
there's no more magic in your hair

and i think we're dying
we're dying
we're dying and sometimes i don't care

do you hear me? you sit and stare
i'm looking at you but you're not there
i watch you vanish in the air
and we're dying

what else should i say to you, what else should i do?
where we go from here i leave that up to you
but everything has been laid bare

and i think we're dying
we're dying
we're dying and sometimes i don't care