A woman comes to my house once a week
She's always selling things
Some charity, a phone plan
Or a subscription to a magazine
And as I turned her down (I always do)
There's something trembling in her voice
I said, "Hey, what troubles you?"
She said, "I'm surprised you noticed
Well, my husband, he's leaving
And I can't convince him to stay
And he'll take our daughter with him
She wants to go anyway
I'm sorry I'm hard to live with
Living is the problem for me
I'm selling people things they don't want
And I don't know what she needs."
October 7, 2008
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