Tell me, what's the use 
Of the twenty-four inch waist 
If you don't touch me? 
Tell me, what's the use again 
Of being on TV every day 
If you don't watch me? 

This house is full of emptiness 
My closet's full of dresses 
That I'll never wear 
My life is full of people 
But you're my only friend 
My best friend 

Hope it isn't too late 
To say "I love you" 
Hope it isn't too late to say 
That without you this place looks like London 
It rains every day 
Don't you know it, babe 
I'm only half a body 
Without your embrace 

Let me tell you why 
My heart is an unfurnished room 
Any suggestions? 
Don't have to tell you more than that 
'Cause no one knows me like you do 
Without exception...