I hate ya name but I wake up at night and shout it too
a dream that turned into a nightmare and now I couldn't give a fuck about you
but you aint here for me to shout at anymore
and so I hold it in and try not to cry as I recall days before
before the illness hit you and we was carefree and happy
then 1 day out of the blue you just screamed and slapped me
we only had 1 baby then and it was kind of hard
trying not to let the baby see that you had got me scarred
then you started to forget our fucking names and would get so angry over that and hang ya head in shame
and I would show you photos of all of us, playing having having fun
and you would wake me up in the nightime, asking me wheres the gun
and I would calm you down, singing to you, while looking for ya medicine
standing in the bedroom door while you grabbing ya head again
then you got better, and it was good for a while
we would sit outside in the sun, you would look at me and smile
then after 2 babies more, you started to develop signs
of enveloped violence and developed silence and constant wines
you went into the hospital my wife and friend
and turned into a stranger and I had to pretend
that everything was okay, and we was gonna make it
you didn't know your own kids names but we could fake it
then it ended and I didn't know what i could say
but then ya babies didn't really know you anyway
but to your soul and on my life, I will tell you this
I'll never take another wife, and I miss your kiss
a dream that turned into a nightmare and now I couldn't give a fuck about you
but you aint here for me to shout at anymore
and so I hold it in and try not to cry as I recall days before
before the illness hit you and we was carefree and happy
then 1 day out of the blue you just screamed and slapped me
we only had 1 baby then and it was kind of hard
trying not to let the baby see that you had got me scarred
then you started to forget our fucking names and would get so angry over that and hang ya head in shame
and I would show you photos of all of us, playing having having fun
and you would wake me up in the nightime, asking me wheres the gun
and I would calm you down, singing to you, while looking for ya medicine
standing in the bedroom door while you grabbing ya head again
then you got better, and it was good for a while
we would sit outside in the sun, you would look at me and smile
then after 2 babies more, you started to develop signs
of enveloped violence and developed silence and constant wines
you went into the hospital my wife and friend
and turned into a stranger and I had to pretend
that everything was okay, and we was gonna make it
you didn't know your own kids names but we could fake it
then it ended and I didn't know what i could say
but then ya babies didn't really know you anyway
but to your soul and on my life, I will tell you this
I'll never take another wife, and I miss your kiss
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