Sunset in the bedroom   A camera in my hand   She’s striking poses again      We’re almost out of light      I can’t seem to focus   She keeps looking away   I’m not sure how much more we can take      We’re almost out of light   All alone, I fight   All alone, I fight      For what used to come easy,   Easy…   We took a roll on the old rug,   A roll in the bed   There’s one more shot ‘till this roll is dead      We’re almost out of light   All alone, I fight   All alone, I fight      For what used to come easy,   Easy…      Oh she makes me beg   Like that’s all she ever wanted   And I bet all I get,   Is a bottom drawer full of regret   And pictures that   I’ll never want to see again      Sunset in the bedroom   A camera in my hand   She’s striking poses again      We’re almost out of light      Ooh…