
He spotted me from across the room.
I was flattered. I gave him my number.
We went out for dinner, two three, four times.
We made it official.
Later, he told me he loved me.
We got married. I had a child.
My child grew up. He was 18.
It wasn't my husbands child.
We divorced. I took all of his money.
Now he wishes he had gotten a Pre-nup.


We clawed, we chained, our hearts in vain
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies.
I could lift you up


I could show you love
A love no one could deny.
But every song's like:
Hold your ground.
Well that's fine by me
I know that we'll be safe and sound.
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