When you go to bed   You just turn your back to face him   Nothing can be said   You didn’t fall in love to hate him   The nights of naked gloom    And lonely even though he’s with you      When you go to bed   You tell him what he wants to hear   When you fall asleep   Your dreams of love are so severe   When you go to bed   You tell him what he wants to hear   "It’s OK, it’s alright”   It don’t take much to stop a fight      When you go to bed    Can you hide the truth you’re cheating?    And when you awake    Do you reach out for someone missing?    Like I reach out for you    And only find the same old stranger      The haute couture shows of love you make   The Leonard Cohen bible of fashion   If you're lonely in your dressing gown   I'm ready to wear, off the peg   And ready for bed