Barbara:
You don't send me e-mails.
You don't forward dumb jokes.

Neil:
You hardly I.M. me anymore,
whey you sign on the net, at the end of the day.

Barbara:
I remember when,
you couldn't wait to write me.
Used to hate to sign off.
Now after surfing the web, late at night,

Neil:
When it's good for you babe,
and you're feeling all right.

Barbara:
Well, you just check your mail and log off the site.
And you don't send me e-mail anymore.

Neil:
It used to be so natural

Barbara:
Used to be...

Neil:
To talk about cyberspace,
but used-to-be's don't count anymore.
They just sit on the disk,
'til we delete them away.

Barbara:
Baby, I remember, all the things you taught me.

Neil:
I learned to forward and I learned to reply.

Barbara:
Well, I learned of smileys and attachments to apply.

Both:
So you'd think I could learn how to tell you good-bye.

Barbara:
You don't send me e-mails, anymore.

Both:
Well you'd think I could learn how to tell you good-bye.

Neil:
'Cause you don't send me e-mails.

Barbara:
Not even those dumb jokes.

Both:
You don't send me e-mails, anymore.