She wakes up lonely
  She wakes up lonely
  She hangs a picture by the phone
  She hangs a picture by the phone
  Yeah, she doesn't think we're gonna make it
  But when I'm home we're sleeping naked
  And we pretend that we're in love
  She wakes up lonely
  And she telephones me
  To ask me if I'm coming home
  She says "Will you be coming home?"
  Yeah, She doesn't think we're gonna make it
  But when I'm home we're sleeping naked
  And we pretend that we're in love
  it was different when we thought that we wanted the same thing
  everything was figured out
  and now it doesn't make much sense
  yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhh
  it's just another thing she can't get
  she doesn't think we're gonna make it
  but when i'm home we're sleeping naked
  and we pretend that we're in love yeeeeeeeaaaaahh
  she likes to think we're in love
  she like to think that we're in love