We're making love while it pours with rain,
We're making love like a slow freight train.
You reach your station and you call my name,
I ask you, who the Hell is Shane?
You say you love me but I don't think so,
You say you need me, you can't let me go.
You need my money and you need my car,
As an actress, you'll go far.
It's happening to you and it's happening to me,
We're falling out of love, can't you see?
I know by the way that you roll your eyes,
Every time I ask you why you're telling lies.
I tell you a joke but you don't even laugh,
You're never smiling in a photograph.
We were on vacation, we walked in the sand,
You wouldn't let me hold your hand.
You've been to France and you've been to Spain,
You've been to California and you've been to Maine.
You say, take me somewhere I've never been before.
How about the kitchen? There's the door.
It's happening to you and it's happening to me,
We're falling out of love, can't you see?
I know by the way that you whisper he's home,
Every time you're talkin on the telephone.
We go to a party, you have too much to drink,
You throw up your vodka in the kitchen sink.
You sidle up beside me, put your hands on my hips,
And ask me to kiss you on the lips.
You dance with my best friend, hold him in your arms,
He lowers his eyes to your greatest charms.
You want to make me jealous but you won't get far,
I'm more jealous when you drive my car.
It's happening to you and it's happening to me,
We're falling out of love, can't you see?
I can tell by the way that you come home late,
Then take a shower while I lie in bed and wait.