The Beautiful South - When the romance is dead

You’ll ^Aknow when the ^Eromance is ^Adead Your ^Dmake up in a ^Atoolbox ^Esomewhere in the ^Ashed His ^Dface is ^Aunshaven, the ^Egrass over^Agrown From the ^Dshed to the ^Abed is a ^Eweb you call ^Ahome

You’ll ^Aknow when the ^Eromance is ^Adead That ^Ddeathly cold ^Ablast from his ^Eside of the ^Abed Your ^Ddreams frozen ^Aover, your ^Enightmares on ^Aice From the ^Dbedroom to the ^Abathroom you say ^EEverything ^Atwice (^Eeverything ^Atwice)

And you’ll ^Dknow when ^Alove starts to ^Efade You ^Dburst into ^Atears at each ^Erecord that’s ^Aplayed He ^Dsits in the ^Asun, you ^Esulk in the ^Ashade You’ll ^Dknow when the ^Elove starts to ^Afade

You’ll ^Aknow when the ^Eromance is ^Adead From the ^Dbrambles and ^Athorns growing ^Eout of your ^Ahead When^Dever you ^Atouch her she ^Etuts or she ^Asighs One ^Dkiss ^Agoodnight and she’s ^Erolling her ^Aeyes, ^Erolling her ^Aeyes

And you’ll ^Aknow love ^Estarts to ^Afade That ^Dbalancing ^Aact is ^Eno longer ^Amade Like ^Dpenny stacked ^Ahigh in ^Eamusement ^Aarcade It’s ^Dnot what you’re ^Aworth it’s the ^Eway that you’re ^Alaid Yes you’ll ^Dknow when the ^Elove starts to ^Afade

Like you ^Dsusknew when romance was alive Each couple you passed they’d ^Esmile and high ^Dsusfive

^EUncontrollable laugh at each ^Dsusjoke that you ^Ecrack ^DsusGiggle and cackle and throw her head back ^EHer mouth is still smiling, her ^Dsusveins turning ^Eblack Her head is elastic but her ^Dsusneck is all ^Eslack

You’ll ^Aknow when ^Elove’s on the ^Arocks You ^Dwearing ^Aheadphones, him ^Evest and ^Asocks You’ll ^Aknow when ^Elove’s on the ^Aslide When^Dever your ^Atalking, the ^Ekids go ^Aoutside, (^Ekids go ^Aoutside)

You’ll ^Dknow when ^Aromance is ^Edead When the ^Dlook that you ^Aget is as ^Ehard as the ^Abread You ^Dopen your ^Amouth but your ^Estories are ^Astale From the ^Dfront door to ^Aback door it’s ^Eblowing a ^Agale You’ll ^Dknow when ^Elove starts to ^Afade