I thought I was strong inside your heart,

but she's there now, your little tart.

You want to redact the words in our pact.

The words from the start, til death do us part.

Maybe it's me and I'm the culprit,

could I be the cause of our marital split.

I've gotten too old and no longer can fill,

the desire you have to capture a thrill.

I guess it's just life, just like they say.

Tomorrow's not promised so live for today.

Yippee, yippee, yippee ki-yay.

Now you're back from outerspace,

with that tart's egg all over your face.

Asking me if we can replace,

the last three years of your disgrace.

There was a time when I would have said yes.

That time's not now, I see you have guessed.

These last three years started off rough.

Now I'm content not being an 'US'.

I really like my new solitude.

I didn't enjoy cleaning up after you.

You're my babies daddy so we'll always be friends,

but my darling, I don't want to make amends.