As long as I live, I will always dread

The thought of lace and roses of red

Two symbols of love that will forever more be

Nothing but heartache and bad memories for me

They will always remind me of the things he did and said

On a cold November night after I kissed him and slipped off to bed

He spent all night online with some skanks from past times

Playing webcam games with”lady_in_lace2” and “luvsrdroses49”

He was supposed to be working on pics of our Idaho trip

But instead he was working on getting them to strip

He worked on them hard, trying to get them to perform

“lady_in_lace2” did her thing on cam for 20 minutes and then she was gone

But “luvsrdroses49” was a little harder to sway

So he told her he’d meet her next week on Tuesday

He said all the same things to her, that he always says to me

Or that he cried at our wedding because he didn’t want her to know

Instead he lied about our "situation" and made me out to be a bitch

To gain her sympathy so she’d do as he wished

He disrespected our marriage vows and betrayed his new bride

Insulting me in front of her and humiliating my pride

And when the two were finally done, he went to sleep on the couch

I tried to get him to come to bed, but he got mad and threw me out of the house

He locked the door behind me, screaming that it's his house and he pays the rent around here

The neighbors heard me crying in the driveway but he didn't care about my tears
 

And as I froze in the cold, dark night with nowhere else to go

He was back on his computer trying to hookup with more hoes
 

Now that night is over and he admits to doing wrong

And I’m just supposed to forgive him and forget it and move on

Well I wish it was that easy, I’m trying as hard as I can

But thoughts of lace and roses just brings the pain right back again

He often talks about what it feels like to be a man

I try to make him feel that way every chance I can

But I know he can’t ever imagine my feelings of rejection

When he told me he just wanted to see if they could give him an erection

He hurt me more than I can say and ripped my heart apart

Betrayed the love I shared with him for women he says he doesn’t even care about

The other night he told me again that he will never stray

And that every night he’s right here in our bed where he will stay

But he seems to have a poor memory of the things that he did and said

On that cold November night when he taught me to hate lace and roses that are red