I sat there talkin' to myself
Why can't he turn it down
He keeps that TV up so Loud that I can't think
And every time I turn a page
He starts to talk about his day
Can't he see I'm tryin' to read
And it's cold enough in here to freeze
He keeps it sixty eight degrees
What's that man been thinkin' of
In all the years we've been together
You'd think he'd know me better than he does
I sat there wonderin' to myself
Why he wears those same old clothes
With any sense he'd know they're out of style
And damn that man why can't he tell
That I'm dyin' in this house
We ain't been out on the town in quite a while
And can't he tell what mood I'm in
The way I've got my back to him
That I don't feel like making' love
In all the years we've been together
You'd think he'd know me better than he does
I sat there thinkin' to myself
Why's he been comin' home so late
He knows his supper's waitin' on the stove
I sat there lyin' to myself
About the suitcase in the hall
The night I heard him call her on the phone
He said he'd been thinkin' to himself
The way I've treated him like hell
And I've forgotten how to love
And right before he drove away
Through his tears he tried to say
That I don't talk to him enough
In all the years we've been together
You'd think he'd know me better than he does
In all the years we've been together
Why don't he know me better than he does
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