and i'll just throw away

these last

ten years

of

marrige

down the drain

because the

divorce papers

are coming

and thats where i ends

(the punches i took from your hands

and the kicks i took without a single tear)

was because

i

loved you, dear

(i told people i fell down the stairs)

but its not liked that mattered anymore

you've found another women to love

to bruise

to scar

and to

order around

like its nothing at all

(but will she take the tourture like i did

because i didn't take those punches.&.kicks for nothing)

sweetheart