Barbara You don't bring me flowers You don't sing me love songs Neil You hardly talk to me anymore When I come through the door at the end of the day... Barbara I remember when you couldn't wait to love me Used to hate to leave me Now after loving me late at night Neil When it's good for you, babe And you're feeling all right Barbara When you just roll over and turn out the light... And you don't bring me flowers anymore Neil It used to be so natural Barbara It used to be... Neil To talk about forever Barbara Mmm... Neil But used-to-bes don't count anymore They just lay on the floor Till we sweep them away Barbara And baby I remember all the things you taught me Neil I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry Barbra Well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie Neil So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye Barbara So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye You don't bring me flowers any more... Both Well, you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye... Neil ?Cause you don?t say you need me; Barbara You don't sing me love songs; Both You don't bring me flowers anymore...