Honey I’m Home


You're not who I thought you were, 
I can't believe this is real catching you here with her.
Don't you remember all the times that we shared?
I thought it was forever, and you never even cared.
You're smirking at me, while you lay with her in my bed.
Can't you act like you're sorry, I feel like I'm dead.
I was so happy and excited, on my way home from work.
I got off early to see my husband, who I didn't know was a jerk.
Don't get up! This way I'll give you both the news,
Honey, I came home early because the stick turned blue...

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