The Third Wife

The Third Wife
I see her eyes on the water
Like staring down the barrel of a gun
I never wanted to be martyr
If I thought that it would help I’d try to run

I can’t believe it
It’s all my fault
I feel so helpless
Answer the call
She gave it all but I’d give, too
If it meant protecting you
Its not enough just to want to try
Stone in hand I’ll make my stand
It’s not a sacrifice
Just like the ThirdWife
If I was strong I would have fought her
Maybe I should have said my last goodbyes
I feel I’ve lead them to the slaughter
If I had the strength I probably would cry