though she's an angel
he treats her like dirt
destroying her feelings
ignoring the hurt
she's the wife of my former friend.
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he's in the pub boasting
she will do as she's told
she's the butt of jokes
his heart is stone cold
she's the wife of my former friend .
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she cries on my shoulder
trying to hide the bruise around her eye
still she defends him
though i know not why
she's the wife of my former friend
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he's a coward and crumbles
when he faces a man
yet so quick with his fists
to this beautiful woman
she's the wife of my former friend .
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she knows of my feelings
but i could never condone
a life built upon cheating
i'd rather be alone
she's the wife of my former friend .
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once more she chooses
to live in her life of fear
whenever she's ready
then i will be here
until then she's the wife of my former friend .
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