All of my life
before I became a wife
Everyone told me
How to be,
How to be
Even if it wasn't me
I married a man
We had our own plan
We still hear their voices
We make our own choices
He works night, I work day
We do what we have to for our pay
Sacrificing time together
Will in the end be better
In hopes that in four years
There will be an end to our tears
I will have put in my time
and make more than a dime
We will continue to endure the fuss
because this is for us