In Little Ways

Always coming home an hour or two late She used to greet him at the door, But now she doesn't ever wait A peck or two but once a week And that's without the rosy flush Once upon her cheek And that's only on their better days Yeah, that's only on their better days Love can die in little ways What's a game of chance to you A vow of "only while it's fun" 'Til then we're one in two And after that you're on your own And after that there's no one home Hope you like the silence, 'Cause it'll soon be quiet And that's only on your better days That's only on your better days Love can die in little ways