(steve wilkinson/william wallace)



She never planned on

The life she got

Married young

And then she just got caught

Years fly by

When you're raising kids

She's just a carbon copy

Of what her momma did



She was a perfect picture

Of a perfect wife

Out of focus

In her perfect life

So safeso warm

No hint of danger

Wasting years

With the perfect stranger



But though luck's

The only luck she's known

And tough luck

To build your life on hope

(oh) but she bought the deal

She made the vow

She'd walk away

But she's just too proud

To ever throw in the towel

Tough luck



Convinced herself

That life made perfect sense

Two-car garage

And a while picket fence

Sometimes she feels

Like such a hypocrite

She's just a face in the portrait

And that's about it



But though luck's

The only luck she's known

And tough luck

To build your life on hope

(oh) but she bought the deal

She made the vow

She'd walk away

But she's just too proud

To ever throw in the towel

Tough luck