Arctic Monkeys

The smiles as she walked in the room have all turned into frowns
Am I too quick to assume that the love is no longer in bloom
The tantrums and the tears play a very different tunes to what they did before
Their heads red raw
And the end doesn't sound like the happiest around
When you sobbed before it felt much more like the product of the squabble
Now there's reason for it to be something more
And there would be
Oh its uncertain weather, the curtain has shut for good
She said "see if it's still raining but I'm not dressed for it, and if you loved me..."
And I interrupt to receive the scowl and stare
But still decided to stop her there