Album: The Valley
Hardly waiting 'til the bed was warm
You closed your eyes and said,
"I'm feeling torn"
How could I be so unendingly forced into this course?
Sad, I feel sad for you, so sad
You'll be left alone and broken,
Bleeding from the heart when he doesn't come home
Softly sighs my nightingale
Another broken promise tips the scale
And it goes pale
He sings, shifting from side to side, can't
Make up his God given mind
No, why don't you just go?
She's waiting
Whoa honey I am telling you
You'd better think about it