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