The nights I'd spend in some cheap ***** room,
drinking bad wine and hearing talk of your wife-
never I'd seen a man wrapped in such gloom,
so bitter and tired and weary of life;
You'd say you'd leave her and throw her away,
to hell with your job and kid and the cat,
we'll pack up our bags and be happy someday,
so happy forever and more than that;
Yet now here you go and walk out the door,
breaking your promise and saying goodbye,
leaving me covered in tears on the floor,
and all I can do is shout out this cry:
"Henry, you *******, you'll tear me apart-
Henry, my darling, don't break you my heart!"