The widow says
It's hard to live
With a man
A man like me
The widow says
It's hard to live
On the lonely version of love i give
And i've seen the way her eyes light up
When she looks at the man in a family way
He's made of iron and he knows the way
And when i think about my brother dying
And my parents trying
To slowly do themselves in
Inch by inch, day by day
And the telephone's ring
Is like a banshee wail
The widow says i broke her first
Of course i say, just the reverse
And we cant get past this
Something she did
On the 14th of June
Because of something i said
On the 13th of June