I share a room with my best friend

So I can save up, see you again

You the man insist on a house in the South

And that you’d save for, that you’d save for

But I insist on working here

I’ll turn the tables over dear

I said that I’m so tired

I’ll fall away

You’ll be so sorry

For the things you say

I might like to work our troubles in

So we can break up

Start over again

You my dear insist that the phone’s not enough

Enough to save us

If love comes so cold and divided

Well, that’s the price

And if love comes cold, hard so real

Undecided

Well, that’s the price

That’s the price you pay