We met as teenagers - became lovers
Married at twenty-one - there were no others
You've moved out, moved on with your life
I'm still here, I'm still your wife

I took all the glasses - one by one
Shattered them quickly - just for fun
But as the shards of glass cut into my hand
I still didn't understand

I took the boxes of books that you packed
Burned them with your clothes in the fire out the back
As the thick black smoke filled the sky
I tried so hard, but just couldn't cry

I took all the photos out of the frames
Cut them into pieces - they won't be the same
But as the fragments were thrown into the air
I realised that I didn't care

I took all the crockery out to the path
Smashed them into pieces - and began to laugh
But as the plates broke quickly into two
I still didn't know what to do

I took the boxes of books that you packed
Burned them with your clothes in the fire out the back
As the thick black smoke filled the sky
I tried so hard, but just couldn't cry

It took a while to loosen my wedding rings
But now they had no meaning - they were just things
With the hammer I began bashing into it
Flattening them out - so they wouldn't fit

As I looked my finger with the white band
I couldn't believe this was my naked hand
I'm standing all alone -giving a big sigh
As the tears slowly come - I realise I can cry

I took the boxes of books that you packed
Burned them with your clothes in the fire out the back
As the thick black smoke filled the sky
I realise our life was a lie...