Charlie got clipped by his missus again over another broken time through the jibes and the spite and the humbling blows he tried to explain baby I'm tired Maggie I'm tired and the drinking makes me feel like the man who promised you the moon and the stars before I became who I am Oh Maggie you don't understand
The promises made in passion, rarely have more substance than the moment, however those that are meant can become the very thing that destroys those who make them.