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 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 want to 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 'Cause somehow you make it my fault You don't stop talking And I'm just sleepwalking You won't love me You won't leave me