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JudgeMent Day
Friday was the day...
I signed us away...
In front of the judge I stood
not a word misunderstood.
She made sure we couldn't be repaired
off into the distance I stared.
Not a second thought
as I realize all the turmoil he's brought.
I walked out of those doors
I felt like a failure for sure.
I tried, couldn't make it work for shit
but a beautiful little girl was brought from it.
He didn't even show up that day
he was too scared...too afraid.
Up until then he tried to get me back
but there were so many things he lacked.
Sensitivity, charm and truth.
There wasn't a damn thing he could do.
So, the judge granted me the divorce
there was no other choice.
I signed the papers for them to see..
the last time I ever wrote the last name "Frees"
I signed us away...
In front of the judge I stood
not a word misunderstood.
She made sure we couldn't be repaired
off into the distance I stared.
Not a second thought
as I realize all the turmoil he's brought.
I walked out of those doors
I felt like a failure for sure.
I tried, couldn't make it work for shit
but a beautiful little girl was brought from it.
He didn't even show up that day
he was too scared...too afraid.
Up until then he tried to get me back
but there were so many things he lacked.
Sensitivity, charm and truth.
There wasn't a damn thing he could do.
So, the judge granted me the divorce
there was no other choice.
I signed the papers for them to see..
the last time I ever wrote the last name "Frees"
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