I wish that we could be together
But it looks like we're just getting colder 
I should probably put on my leather
Or maybe I should just write a letter

Love is pretty evil you should believe me
But I still leave my key under the rug
For the day that she comes home
Or the day that the sea rises up 
She knows that she has a place to go

I like the divorce myself in the drive that I have
But that would break horse's back
I don't want to force anyone
Like little crow said source of your problems is in his hands