Sleepwalking

You won't love me, you won't leave me
You don't touch me, still so needy
And I don't know if you do it intentionally
Somehow you make it my fault

You don't stop talking
And I'm just sleepwalking
Course I'm angry, course I'm hurt
Looking back, it's so absurd

Course I trusted you and took you at your word (at your word)
Who said romance isn't dead? Been no romance since we wed
"Why aren't we fucking, baby?" Yeah, that's what you said
But you let me think it was me in my head
And nothing to do with them girls in your bed

You don't stop talking and I'm just sleepwalking
See your thoughts forming, baby, stop it, it's three in the morning
And I don't know if you do it intentionally
But somehow you make it my fault

You don't stop talking
And I'm just sleepwalking
I know you've made me your Madonna
I wanna be your whore
Baby, it would be my honour
Please, sir, can I have some more?
I could preserve all of your fantasies
If only you could act them all out with me

You don't stop talking and I'm just sleepwalking
See your thoughts forming, baby, stop it, it's three in the morning
And I don't know if you do it intentionally
But somehow you make it my fault

You don't stop talking
And I'm just sleepwalking-ing
You won't love me, you won't leave me