Who do you think you´re talkin´ to.
You know me, and I know you.
Your silence and your stony face,
You don´t have the ground to waste.
Your love is gone, ´cos it all comes down to you.

What can we say when all is said?
A house divided cannot stand.
Your head and heart and chary gaze,
Life is just too short to waste.
Your love is gone, ´cos it all comes down to you.

I´ve paid for you and you don´t seem to mind.
I´m bending over backwards; you´re not satisfied.
What more can I offer, to leave ´pon the alter?
Love is gone, ´cos it all comes down to you.

What can we do when all is done?
Your life´s not the only one.
Just take a look beyond yourself,
The reason of your private hell:
Your love is gone, ´cos it all comes down to you.

I´ve paid for you and you don´t seem to mind.
I´m bending over backwards; you´re not satisfied.
What more can I offer, to leave ´pon the alter?
Love is gone, ´cos it all comes down to you.