He said "I'd never want the kids to know
That it was easier when they were gone"
Now they're back at home and fighting
He's just seeing white, and
Goes to work and comes back home
She said it was a second honeymoon
It took her the whole first year before she could
Admit That motherhood's a curse
She just wants to grab her purse
And get back to the city soon
Something she's more familiar to
Tends to be the thing that shakes her down
Momma's mom and daddy's too
Pulled the net for this to land into
But there's a big difference
His is dead, don't pay the rent
Like her mother has done and will always do
Yes, we tried to help
Yes, we tried to help
They will have to open doors
If there's just one thing I can do
I promise you I wouldn't even need to try
Through Godsman Park
We took a shortcut, and everyone followed along
And though it often fades
That state of mind can't stay the same
We find our way in the morning
In one week do it all again
He said, I'm ready for the kids to be grown
Make a life and go out on their own
And that, He just never asked for this
But didn't mean to make a mess
The ending still remains
"Warning" said all the signs
"Warning" said all the signs
Help is part of the design