When you go to bed
You just turn your back to face him
Nothing can be said
You didn't fall in love to hate him
The nights of naked gloom
And lonely even though he's with you
When you go to bed
You tell him what he wants to hear
When you fall asleep
Your dreams of love are so severe
When you go to bed
You tell him what he wants to hear
'It's OK, it's alright
It don't take much to stop a fight
When you go to bed
Can you hide the truth you're cheating?
And when you awake
Do you reach out for someone missing?
Like I reach out for you
And only find the same old stranger
The haute couture shows of love you make
The Leonard Cohen bible of fashion
If you're lonely in your dressing gown
I'm ready to wear, off the peg
And ready for bed