Glória Fácil...

When routine bites hard,
and ambitions are low

And resentment rides high,
but emotions won't grow

And we're changing our ways,
taking different roads

Then love, love will tear us apart again

Why is the bedroom so cold?
You've turned away on your side
Is my timing that flawed - our respect run so dry?
[or in the Peel and Bains Douches versions: Is my timing that flawed - have our feelings run dry?]

Yet there's still this appeal
that we've kept through our lives

Love, love will tear us apart again

You cry out in your sleep -
all my failings expose

There's a taste in my mouth,
as desperation takes hold

Just that something so good
just can't function no more

When love, love will tear us apart again

(love will tear us apart, joy division)