You Dont Love Me Like You Used To

You don't love me like you used to Just a spirit haunting my bedroom House I built for you feels like a tomb You don't love me like you used to You waited at the bus stop, flowers in hand A yellow tulip for each hour we'd spent Apart, but now my broken heart and empty hands that always wanted just to hold you close Are buried in the pockets of my coat Along with all the notes I'd wrote If I'd thought you'd read them You don't love me like you used to You don't hear me when I'm talking to you Just an old book you just breeze on through You don't love me like you used to I come home and the table's set just right And what you serve don't fill my appetite I know for sure your kitchen's closing early every night And day I wish that you would go away And find another soul to suffocate And I love you so, but you should know I can't go on this way I can't go on this way I can't go on this way I can't go on this way You don't love me like you used to Just a spirit haunting my bedroom House I built for you feels like a tomb You don't love me like you used to You don't love me like you used to You don't hear me when I'm talking to you Just an old book you just breeze on through You don't love me like you used to You don't love me You don't love me You don't love me like you used to