I'll crawl out of this hole
Soon enough
Take my ring off, sell the car
I wish you hell with your new
Blonde bombshell
Just as soon as I remove
The books stacked on the bed
Where your legs used to rest
Instead
But now, now
I can't stand it
I can't bake the bread
Or bring home the flowers
This divorce is gigantic
And I've always been slow
To get off of some d**
To let go of some loves
I'll crawl out of this hole
Soon enough
Take my ring off