Marriage on the Rocks کے بول

You still smile at me when I come home And you always ask me how my day has been You dry your face to make me feel there's nothing wrong As we start another evening of return. You sit and wait for me to tell my usual lie At all excuse to get away from home And I help you with your coat and straighten up your tie But as you leave I'm reaching for the phone. This is not a home, it's a place where we change cloths And walk the floor and wait and watch the clock No, it's not a home this is one of those Situations known as marriage on the rocks. You wait from nine to five pretending I'm at home And yet you know I meet him secretly How much longer must this game of decieve go on We'd both be better off if we were free. No, it's not a home, this is one of those Situations known as marriage on the rocks...