Can it be bad, or like prison?
short lived or long lived
now its to late, keys were thrown
love became frosty

It became like a broken car
desire has no tire
husbands flattery no battery
where is thy love only I see force

out of no where comes proud divorce
affection and protection left
argument over a betrayal
a hanging shattered hand nail

faithful trust weeping on the grass
delicate wife cast on the side
like a withered flower she lays
her favorite melody plays