I don’t know y I put up with it
I can do bad all by myself
What good is a companion?
When u can’t get any help
Wife won’t work, truck stop running
And I running out of patience
Nothing seen to go right
So instead I fake it
Its not easy, n fact it hurt
When I have 2 pretend that I’m happy
When deep down in the heart of my soul
I’m really feeling crappy
What do I do where do I turn
When I feel like I’m running out of time
Where do I go 2 find inner peace
When I losing my damn mind
I love my wife very much
But she will never understand the way I feel
So 2 keep down confusion, I swallow it all
Like the bitter taste of a sinus pill
Eventually it may kill me
Sometimes I think that will b better
My wife won’t be depressed
When problems come like bad weather
We walk around days at a time
Silence is all that’s heard
So if I’m not around, it will all b easier
She won’t miss unheard words
I have no regrets 4 getting married
She’s worth ever step down the isle
But I must admit if I had seen this coming
I would have waited a little while
She’s a good wife, but good don’t pay the bills
She’ cooks, she cleans it take more that that
I didn’t marry myself
So when I do it all, how the hell am I suppose 2 act
I haven’t stop caring contrary to what she may believe
I still love life like each day were my last
And if it kills me then so be it
I’ll try and love her until my last breath is passed
