By: David W. Clare
She married him, then soon she hated him
He promised her the Sun the Moon and the stars...
He now drinks alone in small town bars...
Relationships are phoniest liars
They realized soon what natural born killers they'd become
He's on the run!
She's come undone...
Is there life on the dark side of the honeymoon?
What goes up, soon comes down
The Moon comes up as the Sun leaves town...
Kids got in the way, they ran away!
Broken home, all now live alone...
...in the Twilight Zone
She married him, then soon she hated him
He promised her the Sun the Moon and the stars...
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