I’ve been thinking about things today,
thoughts going round in my head;
when I got married I was happy,
I didn’t know I’d end up half dead.

The gradual erosion of freedom,
the loss of what I’d call soul;
depression, madness and illness,
leading to one bloody black hole.

The pain, the suffering, the hurt,
there’s so much grief to work through;
it would be far, far easier to stay stuck,
it’s just not what I want to do.

The future is looking much brighter,
full of happiness, confidence, sun;
it’s painful sorting through memories,
it’s just something that’s got to be done.

And I’ll tell you something for nothing,
when it’s done I’m gonna have fun!