Divorce

When he comes home late at night
I can smell the alcohol and it doesn't feel right

But I don't say a thing for in his eyes I see rage
And he could lock me up in a cage

Oh how I hate and loathe him
But all my hopes for freedom are dim

I can't say no and push him away
There's no divorce coming this way

So I hope and pry that he will let me be
Since he has more women then just me

I just hope he doesn't find my lover
Who will love and wait for me like no other