sitting in a bedroom with an empty bottle in his hands
a lovely wife and daughter and he does the best he can
one damn night of reckless lust and everything is going wrong
he wasn't meant for this life and he's known it all along
CHORUS:
bad decisions
solutions made of ignorance are tearing us away
no indications
miserable lives caused by values gone astray
looking out the window, tear stained cheeks the only sign
needs someone to talk to but he never has the time
wishing that he loved her- it seemed to be the only way
waiting for those three words that she'd never fuckin' say