Apparently it's Palm Sunday
I recall enjoying the service
The guilt is pulling at my soul
It sure is pretty this morning
So why was I up at 4am
Writing a song about the affair
Need to wrap my head around it
The immensity of the offense
Years of deception, cheating
Somewhere along the way
I realize I'm one of those people
The ones you look at and say
How could he not have known
Why did he allow years of abuse
When did he know for sure
What was he thinking back then
