Who should I believe
Should I take the word of a drunkard
Or the word of the man I love
A simple decision it may appear
But the words of the drunkard seem so clear
And the man I love may just feel fear
The future to us in unknown
Either way we will have grown
The plans we make we do own
Hiding faces seems so crude
Relations weren't meant to be rude
Divorced and warning or she'll be sued!