Sunday morning coffee, boots by the door
He pulls me close like he always did before
Says, “Girl, you’re my heaven, you’re my safe place”
And for a little while, I see that angel face
But the sun goes down, and the bottle talks loud
His eyes turn cold, he’s lost in the crowd
Same hands that held me, now shake with the pain
I’m learning how fast love can change its name
I’m married to a heart with a split-screen soul
One man lifts me up, one digs a hole
Dr. Jekyll with a kiss so kind
Mr. Hyde when the whiskey hits his mind
I hold on tight through the highs and the lows
Loving him’s the wildest ride I know
I memorize the signs, the slur in his speech
Prayin’ for the man I know is still in reach
I don’t love the storm, I don’t love the fight
I love the boy who swore he’d be alright
I’m married to a heart with a split-screen soul
One man warms me up, one turns me cold
He’s my shelter and my pouring rain
My sweetest joy and my deepest pain
I hang on hope like a threadbare line
Loving him feels like rollin’ dice
They say love’s patient, they say love’s strong
But they don’t hear the silence when the good man’s gone
I’m not blind, I’m not naive
I just believe in the man he used to be
I’m married to two men, but I wear one ring
One taught me how to fly, one clipped my wings
Still I pray for the morning light
Where the good man stays, and the dark takes flight
It’s a carousel I can’t slow down
But love’s the reason I’m still around
But love just can’t be enough to stick around