ballad of a lonely housewife Songtext
von dead boyfriend

They say behind every great man
His wife stays, encased, in a glass jar, so still
Cooks his dinner and quilts
She becomes the soil he blooms from
Wonders why he left her out in the cold
Once she starts growing old

They say its a fact, why you stand where you stand
Six feet below, waiting for a strong hand
To take pity

I′ll be faithful, codependent and
Honest, modest, like my daddy taught me
How a woman should be
Dainty, pretty, speaks when spoken to
Laughs when all your college friends make a pass
Stares outside of the glass


They say that you need him to drag you out of the dirt
But haven't you wondered who put you there first?
They′ll say it's such a pity, and oh what a waste
A nice girl like you who just doesn't know her place
What a shame

I′ll be your token gun
I′ll take the fall and watch you run
Sacrifice every thing and one
For you, my man, I'll always love

I′ll be your token gun
I'll take the fall and watch you run
Sacrifice every thing and one
For you, my man, I′ll always love

I'll be your token gun
I′ll take the fall and watch you run
Sacrifice every thing and one
For you, my man, I'll always love

I'll be your token gun
I′ll take the fall and watch you run
Sacrifice every thing and one
For you, my man, I′ll always love