Barbra
   You don't bring me flowers
   You don't sing me love songs
   Neil
   You hardly talk to me anymore
   When you come through that door at the end of the day...
   Barbra
   I remember when you couldn't wait to love me
   Used to hate to leave me
   Now after loving me late at night
   Neil
   When it's good for you, babe
   And you're feeling all right
   Barbra
   When you just roll over and turn out the light...
   And you don't bring me flowers anymore
   Neil
   It used to be so natural
   Barbra
   It used to be...
   Neil
   To talk about forever
   Barbra
   Mmm...
   Neil
   But used-to-bes don't count anymore
   They just lay on the floor
   Till we sweep them away
   Barbra
   And baby I remember all the things you taught me
   Neil
   I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry
   Barbra
   Well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie
   Neil
   So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
   Barbra
   So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
   You don't bring me flowers any more...
   Both
   Well, you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye...
   Neil
   ‘Cause you don’t say you need me;
   Barbra
   You don't sing me love songs;
   Both
   You don't bring me flowers anymore...