Red roses, white daisies, yellow carnations
Right there by the check-out line
I know he sees them whenever he comes here
And they're only 3.99

I wondered the last time he brought some home for me
It’s probably been two valentines
Yeah, I know he's been working, he's tir

Thought I'd be married by now
Two kids and a big ol' white house
Sitting pretty on my own piece of land
Thought I'd have a lot more on my bank account
Wouldn't have me a mind full of doubts
I’d be satisfied right where I am

It's compare and contrast
What I'm not, wh

We've packed a little weekend bag and it sits by the door
It's time to face the moment now that we've tried to ignore
When he rings the doorbell, she'll have to go
And like every other Sunday night I'm dealth the crush and blow

Through streaming tears down our cheeks I hold her