When The Romance Is Dead

You’ll kn[A]ow when the romanc[E]e is dead      [A]
Your [D]make up in [A]a toolbox somewh[E]ere in the shed  [A]
His [D]face is unsh[A]aven, the grass ov[E]ergrown   [A]
From the sh[D]ed to the bed is[A] a we[E]b you call home  [A]

You’ll kn[A]ow when the romanc[E]e is dead      [A]
That [D]deathly col[A]d blast from his si[E]de of the bed   [A]
Your [D]dreams froze[A]n over, your ni[E]ghtmares on ice [A]
From the be[D]droom to the bathroom[A] you say
[E]Everything tw[A]ice[E] (everything [A]twice)

And you’ll kn[D]ow when[A] love starts to fade[E]
You [D]burst into [A]tears at each record t[E]hat’s played[A]
He [D]sits in the [A]sun, you sulk in [E]the shade     [A]
You’ll [D]know when the love s[E]tarts to fade        [A]

You’ll kn[A]ow when the romanc[E]e is dead      [A]
From the br[D]ambles and thorns[A] growing out of your [E]head            [A]
[D]Whenever you touc[A]h her she tu[E]ts or she sighs [A]
[D]One kiss goodnigh[A]t and she’s rolling [E]her eyes[A], roll[E]ing her ey[A]es

And you’ll kn[A]ow love[E] starts to fa[A]de
That [D]balanc[A]ing act is no [E]longer ma[A]de
Like [D]penny stacke[A]d high in [E]amusement arca[A]de
It’s [D]not what you’r[A]e worth it’s the wa[E]y that you’re [A]laid
Yes you’ll [D]know when the [E]love starts to [A]fade

Like you kn[Dsus4]ew when romance was alive
Each couple you passed they’d smile and [E]high five          [Dsus4]

Like you’ll know when love’s back on track
[E]Uncontrollable laugh at each joke tha[Dsus4]t you crack         [E]
[Dsus4]Giggle and cackle and throw her head back
[E]Her mouth is still smiling, her veins turn[Dsus4]ing black [E]
Her head is elastic but her neck is [Dsus4]all slack       [E]

You’ll kn[A]ow when love[E]’s on the ro[A]cks
[D]You wearing headphon[A]es, him vest and[E] socks       [A]
You’ll [A]know when love[E]’s on the sl[A]ide
[D]Whenever your talk[A]ing, the kids go [E]outside, ([A]kids g[E]o outside)[A]

[D]You’ll know when roma[A]nce is [E]dead
When the lo[D]ok that you get is[A] as ha[E]rd as the bread [A]
You o[D]pen y[A]our mouth but your [E]stories [A]are stale
From the [D]front door to back d[A]oor it’s blow[E]ing a gale    [A]
You’ll [D]know when love[E] starts to [A]fade