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
Ehere 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 drugs
To let go of some loves


I'll crawl out of this hole
Soon enough

Take my ring off