My indecision is causing me pain. It's hard to conceal it. And it's harder to name. Before I leave for work. Here's some words that might hurt. But it's something that I have to say. Think about me when he calls around three. The time that you know I'm not at home. All that I ask is our promises last. 'Til the time I can stand on my own. When I horse breaks a leg. Then it's best to shoot it. 'Cause it's quick and it eases the pain. But when a marriage is dying. Tell me who does the firing. And who is to say who's to blame. Think about me when he calls around three. The time that you know I'm not at home. All that I ask is our promises last. 'Til the time I can stand on my own. You may think i went to work. But i took the day off. And i watched him as his car pulled in the drive. And although my heart's hurtin'. My shotgun is workin'. And it packs one hell of a surprise. Think about me when he calls around three. 'Cause guess what your baby is home. I'll cut you in half with a double shot blast. And I'll pound on his head with a stone. 'Til I think I can stand on my own