Well the night was young and early
But the tension was still there
I had watched you go and f##k him
There was *** still in your hair

And then as you were leaving
You gifted me that deadly blow
You said I f##ked him for a reason
And I just wanted you to know

They say love is all that matters
It's eternal is what  they say
Crooked is the hole that flatters
and the quiet always find a way

And beauty sits there breathless now
Her cigarette thrown in the snow
She has to try hard for an excuse how
No one understands or knows

We let oceans grow between us
like they ever mattered at all
We make mountains out of mole hills
then complain when they fall

We're a poor excuse for spouses
But in love we rule the game
We've saddened all the angels
and put the devils all to shame

James H. Webb