I'm running out of room Don't make me say it There is nothing left in me Don't make me Too much for hotel rooms Don't make me say it Sleeping pills don't make me There is no love left in your eyes There is love between your thighs Roll over say goodnight A morning dog howl in the street Cup filled tiny hands and feet Napkin in the drain I'm running out of room Don't make me say it There is nothing left in me Don't make me Too much for hotel rooms Don't make me say it Sleeping pills don't make me There is no love left in your eyes There is love between your thighs Roll over say goodnight I hate my life I hate my life Never want another wife I want the life you think I have There is no love left in your eyes There is love between your thighs Roll over say goodnight I've had enough of feeling sick You've had enough of feeling sick The sugar never helps I hate my life I hate my life Never want another wife I want the life you think I have