You walk in the door stumbling
Wreaking of liquor and beer
I am suppose to be nice
But I just cannot bear
I listen to your *******
Till I can take it no more

I go to the bedroom and shut the door
You come in saying you love me
Another of your lies
Its moments like this
That I’d rather die

I know what is coming
I know what you want
You strip yourself naked
And climb on top

What choice do I have
It’s a means to an end
I close my eyes
I picture my friend
It makes it bearable
Till finally the end

You finish your business
And soon you’re asleep
While I lay there crying
Feeling ***** and cheap

You’re no better than he was so very long ago
Both selfish ******* thinking only of yourselves
The only difference that truly I can see
Are the rings that are binding you and me.