Baby, seasons change but people don't And I'll always be waiting in the back room I'm boring but overcompensate with Headlines and flash, flash, flash photography
But don't pretend you ever forgot about me Don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style you wake for fashion magazines A widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend, don't pretend.
We don't fight fair
They Say your head can be a prison Then these are just conjugal visits, People will dissect us till This doesn't mean a thing anymore
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Would you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style you wake for fashion and magazines ooooh Widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend, don't pretend
We'll do it in the dark With smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed In secret places (x2) (wo-oh)
We don't fight fair (x5)
We'll do it in the dark With smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed In secret places (x2) (wo-oh)
We don't fight fair With smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed In secret places
Don't pretend you ever forget 'bout me We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forget 'bout me We don't fight fair