It's just so sad

you don't really want to grow apart
hell, any guy will tell you that
you know there ain't nothin' better on the other side of the fence
 
you were there  
she was there
and now the two of you are here
 
and there's the rub
that you are two
 
not the one y'all planned to be
forever
 
 
and you wake in the six a.m.
ready for a sex a.m.
but you are the only one up
 
she needs to sleep
you respect that
you don't disrespect her
 
you don't go mistressin'
you go it alone
and it's just so sad
 
 
oh yes
all the sexperts tell of
winein' and dinein'
 
soft candlelight and flowers
 
are they exhaustin' themselves
daily
to make money for rent
for food
 
probably not
 
it's just so sad
 
and you trudge into another dawn
shower
shave
eat a bit of grub
 
console yourself with a worn sense
of honor
 
of immaculate trust worthiness
 
 
and you hope for a little luck
enough to get through the day
without some fool
 
some young, dumb, full of come
fool
who is unable to see the seething rage
 
unable to sense a soul bereft of death fear
inside a man such as you
as he says
 
"Gimme your money
or
get hurt"
 
and you don't want this to happen
because you want the youngun
to live
 
to live long enough
to get
what you got