D-I-V-O-R-C-E versuri

Versuri Curly Putman – D-I-V-O-R-C-E lyrics

Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don’t want him to understand
Like t-o-y or maybe s-u-r-p-r-i-s-e
But the words we’re hiding from him now
Tear the heart right out of me

Our d-i-v-o-r-c-e
Becomes final today
You and little J-o-e will be going away
I love you both but this will be pure h-e-l-l for me
Oh I wish that we could stop this d-i-v-o-r-c-e

Watch him smile
He thinks it’s Christmas or his fifth birthday
And he thinks c-u-s-t-o-d-y spells „fun” or „play”
I spell out all the hurting words and turn my head when i speak
Cause I can’t spell away this hurt that’s dripping down my cheeks

Our d-i-v-o-r-c-e
Becomes final today
You and little J-o-e will be going away
I love you both but this will be pure h-e-l-l for me
Oh I wish that we could stop this d-i-v-o-r-c-e