You'd Think He'd Know Me Better

I sit there talking to myself

Why can't he turn it down?

He keeps that TV up so loud that I can't think

Every time I turn a page

He starts to talk about his day

Can't he see

I'm trying to read

It's cold enough in here to freeze

He keeps it 68 degrees

What's that man been thinking of

In all the years we've been together

You'd think he'd know me better than he does

I sit there wondering to myself

Why he wears the same old clothes

With any sense, he'd know they're out of style

And damn that man why can't he tell

I'm dying in this house

I ain't been out on the town in quite a while

And can't he tell what mood I'm in

The way I've got my back to him

I don't feel like making love

In all the years we've been together,

You'd think he'd know me better than he does

I sit there thinking to myself

Why he's been coming home so late

He knows that supper's waiting on the stove

I sit there lying to myself

About the suitcase in the hall

And the night I heard him call her on the phone

Said he'd been thinking to himself

The way I've treated him like hell

That I've forgotten how to love

And right before he drove away

Through his tears I heard him say

I don't talk to him enough

In all the years we've been together

You'd think he'd know me better than he does

In all the years we've been together

Why don't he know me better than he does?