I think I have the upper hand mostly but we don't live together yet and I hate to be one of those women who keep their mans balls in a jar and be all proud of it. He's just kind of an easy going almost push over at times.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?