The simple cost of loving you is a better picture   There is not a sound coming from my voice   You want to listen to the kids ? Banging on   They're halos soon to be divorced   And you're a poor young factory boy blowing on your trumpet   With a home on the back of your horse      Oh!!! This is a separation   I can't believe this is the end   I don't want to talk about it   Go tell it to your friend?   I live and I breathe with feeling for anything I might have tried   At a point where I can touch her   Everyday I wonder what's going on in her heart   I couldn't eat   Sleep   Find my feet   I think I used a little too much   Force      Come see me you can heal me   Turn your head back to the moon   You know you don't have to act so quiet   This is a house not a home      I can't do this anymore I know it's pointless   (like a witch) I could never be yours,   Play to your better nature we can talk about the old days   I can't help it if you think I am odd   Although our separation it is   To easy I believe its your loss   The simple cost of needing you is a part into the cause   On the street I can feel a sequel?    This is a divorce