The Myth Of Trust

I woke up this morning

To find that we have outlived the myth of trust

You woke up this morning

To the fact we've lost the things

You took for granted between us

Because I grew up in awe of the girl next door

And the boy that never cried

I was dreaming of those Elizabethan girls

While you were working in the market to earn ourselves

And when you found out what happened yesterday

While you were away in this land of Cain

We were upstairs in the bedroom dancing disgusting

And flushing our babies down the drain

And the apple that don't want to get eaten

Will still fall off the tree

When you're in as deep as we are honey

It's so easy to get washed out to sea

For the facts of life are not man and wife

But man and woman sadly

And the apple that doesn't want to get eaten

Will still fall off the tree

I woke up this morning

To find that we have outlived the myth of trust