(Steve Wilkinson/William Wallace)      She never planned on   The life she got   Married young   And then she just got caught   Years fly by   When you're raising kids   She's just a carbon copy   Of what her momma did      She was a perfect picture   Of a perfect wife   Out of focus   In her perfect life   So safe, so warm   No hint of danger   Wasting years   With the perfect stranger      But though luck's   The only luck she's known   And tough luck   To build your life on hope   (Oh) But she bought the deal   She made the vow   She'd walk away   But she's just too proud   To ever throw in the towel   Tough luck      Convinced herself   That life made perfect sense   Two-car garage   And a while picket fence   Sometimes she feels   Like such a hypocrite   She's just a face in the portrait   And that's about it      But though luck's   The only luck she's known   And tough luck   To build your life on hope   (Oh) But she bought the deal   She made the vow   She'd walk away   But she's just too proud   To ever throw in the towel   Tough luck