Trophy Wife

The table’s set with the silver cutlery
The crystal’s out for the champagne, chardonnay
To celebrate the anniversary of nine years ago
When he came back home
Please, come in and take a seat
(You're all on cue, the party’s just beginning)
He’s right inside, our proud marine!
(Man of the hour, reason that we’ve all convened)
Let me propose a toast
To husband, and to father:
Brave; he gave us hope
His absence tortured me
Can just imagine all the evil that he has seen
I watch him while he dreams
He stays asleep through the sweats and the screams
It’s haunting him, so it’s haunting me
So I take my perfect smile, and just let it be
And now when he leaves on business trips and the meetings
It makes me feel sick and incomplete
Our boy needed his father home
I was on my own, disunited home
His charming smile, its hypnotic pleasantry
Either that, or maybe too much wine
Tingles up my spine and makes my body weak
Intoxicating, I’m feeling jaded
Overjoyed, I know it shows
I hope they all can see
Preeminence in this life we lead
Captivated by the love that we share
I hope they all can see!
Intoxicating
I’m feeling jaded, overjoyed
Dumb and giddy, and a little dizzy
The room is spinning and it’s making me
Feel faint, faded
Fall to the floor, make a scene
With all the eyes in the room
I sure hope that no one can see