The simple cost of loving you is a better picture
There is not a sound coming from my voice
You want to listen to the kids ? banging on
Theyre halos soon to be divorced
And youre a poor young factory boy blowing on your trumpet
With a home on the back of your horse
Oh!!! this is a separation
I cant believe this is the end
I dont want to talk about it
Go tell it to your friend?
I live and I breathe with feeling for anything I might have tried
At a point where I can touch her
Everyday I wonder whats going on in her heart
I couldnt eat
Sleep
Find my feet
I think I used a little too much
Force
Come see me you can heal me
Turn your head back to the moon
You know you dont have to act so quiet
This is a house not a home
I cant do this anymore I know its pointless
(like a witch) I could never be yours,
Play to your better nature we can talk about the old days
I cant help it if you think I am odd
Although our separation it is
To easy I believe its your loss
The simple cost of needing you is a part into the cause
On the street I can feel a sequel ? this is
A divorce