D.i.v.o.r.c.e.

Our Little boy is four years old And he`s quite a little man So we spell out the words We don`t want him to understand Like T-O-Y, or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E But the words we`re hiding from him now Tears the heart right out of me Chorus: Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today Me and little J-O-E will be going away I love you both and this will be Pure H-E-double-L for me Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E Watch him smile He thinks it`s Christmas Or his fifth birthday And he thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y Spells fun, or play I spell out all the hurtin` words And I turn my head when I speak Cause I can`t spell away this hurt That`s dripping down my cheek Repeat Chorus