Barbara

You don't bring me flowers

You don't sing me love songs

Neil

You hardly talk to me anymore

When I come through the door at the end of the day...

Barbara

I remember when you couldn't wait to love me

Used to hate to leave me

Now after loving me late at night

Neil

When it's good for you, babe

And you're feeling all right

Barbara

When you just roll over and turn out the light...

And you don't bring me flowers anymore

Neil

It used to be so natural

Barbara

It used to be...

Neil

To talk about forever

Barbara

Mmm...

Neil

But used-to-bes don't count anymore

They just lay on the floor

Till we sweep them away

Barbara

And baby I remember all the things you taught me

Neil

I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry

Barbra

Well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie

Neil

So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye

Barbara

So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye

You don't bring me flowers any more...

Both

Well, you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye...

Neil

?Cause you don?t say you need me;

Barbara

You don't sing me love songs;

Both