You're adament

So loose limbed I give in

Althought your bed is warm

The worn springs creak of regret

And lust is the theif who crept away

While we were sleeping

Now you're doing my head in

The lines, the blinds are drawn

We are intimate strangers

I'm reborn, it's a false dawn

Where we've been I forget

And Saturday's fuss is just small town lust

It's me I'm cheating

Now you're doing my head in