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
Don’t pretend you’ll ever forget about me
Don’t pretend you’ll ever forget about me
Wouldn’t you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your way for fashion magazines
Widow or a divorcee?
Don’t pretend it, don’t pretend
We don’t fight fair
They say your head could be your prison
Then these are just conjugal visits,
People will dissect us ’til
This doesn’t mean a thing anymore
Don’t pretend you’ll ever forget about me
Don’t pretend you’ll ever forget about me
Wouldn’t you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your way for fashion magazines
Widow or a divorcee?
Don’t pretend it, don’t pretend
We do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces
We’re dropped and well concealed
In secret places (x2)
We don’t fight fair (x5)
We do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces
We’re dropped and well concealed
In secret places (x2)
We don’t fight fair
With smiles on our faces
We’re dropped and well concealed
In secret places
(WE DON’T FIGHT FAIR)
Don’t pretend you’ll ever forget about me
(WE DON’T FIGHT FAIR)
Don’t pretend you’ll ever forget about me
We don’t fight fair