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
Don't pretend you ever forget 'bout me
We don't fight fair scream scream scream scream scream scream scream scream scream
