Baby, seasons change but people don't
And I'll always be waiting in the back room
I'm boring but [bad word] 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
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
We don't fight fair
Don't pretend you ever forget 'bout me
We don't fight fair