One-two-three-four
Two sides to every story
there's a third one to mine
schizophrenic tendencies
the doctors weren't kind
Diminished responsibilities
I'll be speaking my mind
I don't care if you think I'm being selfish and unkind
I feel I'm owed something much more than this
I won't be satisfied with "a promise or no kiss"
To love, to cherish, honour and obey forever
Were they just words you uttered never to be remembered
All that plate of bull said yes, you said yes for me
I never asked you for it, expected it to be free
All this emotional warfare will turn to tears
And nobody will witness it, least of all our dreams (???)
How does it feel?
How does it feel to be the sons of divorce
Disconnected and dishonoured by the ones you love most
How does it feel to be the daughters disowned
The victims of the circumstance you never bought
Two sides to every story
there's a third one to mine
schizophrenic tendencies
the doctors weren't kind
Diminished responsibilities
I'll be speaking my mind
I don't care if you think I'm being selfish and unkind
I feel I'm owed something much more than this
I won't be satisfied with "a promise or no kiss"
How does it feel?
How does it feel to be the sons of divorce
The victim and discarded of the one you love most
How does it feel to be the daughters disowned
The victims of the circumstance you never bought
Oh I'm looking for love
I'm looking for love in a loveless world
Oh I'm looking for love
I'm looking for love in this loveless world
Oh I'm looking for love
I'm looking for love
I'm looking for love in a loveless world
Oh I'm looking for love
Oh I'm looking for love
Oh I'm looking for love in a loveless world
How does it feel to be the sons of divorce
Disconnected and dishonoured by the ones you love most
How does it feel to be the daughters disowned
The victims of the circumstance you never bought
