And Oprah was talkin' on TV this mornin' 
She said when love dies, there's no need to keep mourning 
The honeymoon's over, there's no vital signs 
Though he's the same age I am, he's grown old before my 
time 

And I'm tired of livin' with a dead man 
I don't believe that I can 
Continue in the manner I've been going 

I try to dress up sexy for him 
My sexy clothes just bore him 
He says he's got a headache 
Now my disappointment's showing, ooo-ooo