I go to bed in tears
And wake up much the same
The anger and the fears
Are the things to blame
He says he wants to move on
Yet he won’t let go
So I keep plodding forward
though my progress is quite slow
18 years of history
Don’t seem to mean a thing
To him I’m still a mystery
He deigns to clip my wings
Divorce is never pretty
So much anger and regret
And though I feel quite shitty
My life has been reset
Brand new opportunities
To make lemonade from limes
No longer under scrutiny
Just biding my own time
