A Slow Divorce

Boo Hewerdine

So you don't want her anymore
You don't want her anymore
And you must have been born
For more than this of course
More than a cold cold bed
And a slow divorce

You let your life become like soap
Now there's nothing as cruel as hope
And hearts don't get broken
By cruelty or force
But by a cold cold bed
And a slow divorce

You used to want her touch so hard
Never take the time to sleep
But now you roll off and count sheep
Don't you think that she should know
What you see with your eyes closed
And what did she get
For backing the wrong horse
She got a cold cold bed
And a slow divorce

You used to want her touch so hard
Never take the time to sleep
But now you roll off and count sheep
So you don't want her anymore
But you don't sound as if you're too sure
She'll keep on speaking English
While you reply in Morse
And you'll have your cold cold bed
And a slow divorce

A slow divorce