I never thought you were the type of guy to buy drugs,
you never even have milk with your cereal.
I wish I hadn't known about your double-life,
At least try to make one of them good.
You have no right,
Going by your first name under the sun,
and your middle name under the moon.
Goodbye, Carter.
Goodbye, Wilson.
Goodbye, Henry.
Goodbye, Angel.
What the hell is going on here?
Underneath your clown of a husband was a paycheck,
Maybe that was all that really mattered, hmm?