Has-been & Wife

Every one of these arrangements has to end, they exist why?

It's do or die, they're both locked in

The pressure was on, raw tempered husband, wife who's buried deep his hope

Perfection models her actions

He followed her, down the line

And turned at the no turn sign

They ought to call off bets

Someone is missing how the story ends

We never listen to the common sense

That will prevent decent

After all of their structure falls, he finally feels resolve

The barrier walls were AWOL'ed

Somewhere, lost in illusion, she lends to choose the hard option

Faking revenge with reaction

Assuming by attitude

She sold out to someone new

A crudely painted picture, wrecks the view they'll get

on and on again

Every one of these arrangements are depended lullabies

All vows get denied, I'm sorry

And with no one to try, efforts are painless, checkbooks and payments all unsigned

Now is the time, to break it

They ought to call off bets, they never listen to the gory end

I'm never having to obey this trend

And even if it kills me, I'll state my address

And even if it kills me, there'll be no wedding dress

on and on again, until you know what happens