There’s Only One Question..

He’s still out of town, the excuses are endless

She comes home tonight to a house gone sad

The calls have dwindled, his work’s so important

He’s making it clear that their magic’s long fled…

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He served up papers, no, they can’t work things out

Says she’s stupid and clumsy and holding him back

He’s found someone better, a beauty with money

And breeding and class and whatever she lacks…

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She glimpses her face in the mirror on the wall

She’s older, no wiser, but calm and resigned

To finish what he started when he broke their vows

She hardly finds herself in the reflection at all…

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She’s weary of trying and feeling so worthless

He’s forced her to take a hard look at their life

If he thinks she’ll accept it, he’s sadly mistaken

There’s only one question.  A gun or a knife?

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