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Title: “Half the Wife”
(A Rock Ballad of Truth and Letting Go)
[Verse 1]
They say I'm talkin' to someone new,
But maybe I would if I wasn’t ignored by you.
You used to hold me, say my name with grace,
Now all I get is that cold look on your face.
You tear me down with every breath you take,
Like I’m the villain in mistakes you make.
[Chorus]
Where’s the love you swore to give?
Where’s the fire that made me live?
You ask for hugs like they erase the pain,
But it’s hard to hug through pouring rain.
If you were half the wife you claimed you'd be,
You wouldn’t have lost the rest of me.
[Verse 2]
Tell me, when’s the last “I love you” came?
Not a whisper, not a kiss, not even my name.
I lie awake while you just sleep,
Counting all the wounds I keep.
I’ve been sick, I’ve been broke, I’ve been beat,
Still gave you everything, stayed on my feet.
[Verse 3]
I ain't perfect, never said I was,
But I gave my soul without a cause.
You want my wallet, not my heart,
You took the best and pulled it apart.
While I bled out just to make you smile,
You counted dimes and watched me trial.
[Chorus]
Where’s the love you swore to give?
Where’s the fire that made me live?
You ask for hugs like they erase the pain,
But it’s hard to hug through pouring rain.
If you were half the wife you claimed you'd be,
You wouldn’t have lost the rest of me.
[Bridge]
I gave till I was hollow, gave till I was dry,
Told myself to stay, but never knew why.
A man can only bend so long before he breaks—
And baby, this is what heartbreak makes.
[Verse 4]
I helped the ones who needed more,
While you were keeping score.
It ain’t about the money, never was,
It’s about respect and simple trust.
You loved yourself and left me cold,
Now I’m done doing what I’m told.
[Chorus – Final]
Where’s the love you swore to give?
Where’s the fire that made me live?
You ask for hugs like they erase the pain,
But it’s hard to hug through pouring rain.
If you were half the wife you claimed you'd be,
You might still have the rest of me.
[Outro]
You lost me piece by piece, day by day—
Now this broken man is walking away.
Robert Ramage 
