ODDS ARE THE SAME

fifteen years and married with kids

the last five years have been on the skids

the outside knows we're the perfect couple

the inside knows we're in deep trouble

super mom good dad, nothing but the best

courtship's pretend, and marriage's the test

she goes her way and I go mine

two blinks of an eye, nothing but time

the groom to bastard, the bride to bitch

who's wrong who's right, it doesn't matter which

the house reeks of sadness, there's a mountain of blame

love's dead then indifference, it's always the same

at first it was soccer, little league, boy scouts

then long hours of work, stay away from the house

birthdays, trips, photo ops, say cheese

inside a tornado, outside a breeze

an oscar for her, an oscar for me

price of admission, life is the fee

telling the truth was a thing of the past

how long can we fake it, how long can it last

thinking of freedom and escaping the strife

leaving my kids is like ending my life

you take this and I'll take that

stab if you have to, but not in the back

slice up the savings, you take one half

I'll take chopped liver, I'll take a bath

at three hundred an hour, a lawyerly laugh

they take the meat, I'll take the shaft

starting over at fifty at least

better than being half human half beast

failed times one, try again next game

one half never make it, the odds are the same