You call me up day and night,
Asking me why I left your side.
Hurt and tears fill my heart and eyes,
I am always forthright, there's nothing I hide.
Help you did not even attempt to find,
Your words were barely ever kind.
The abuse that I took from you,
What was I supposed to do?
High school sweethearts we once were,
Followed by a marriage that was all a blur.
Our early years were sweet, childlike years,
They were full of times of drugs and nights of beer.
One of us became mature, sober and clean,
The other maintained passed habits, and became quite mean.
How was I supposed to know that we would grow apart?
Now you are ashamed that you broke my heart.
You call me, asking me to become your wife again,
You call me, wanting me to be in your life again.
I know in my heart that things would never change,
We had a rough time, things would go back to be the same.
