Moving places Different mother, father faces They just don't love each other Never did think they did love each other You quietly held it in while I came to play Every single day You quietly held it in every day I've been a witness I've seen your family shattered To the parent's: "Do the children even matter?" I've seen the prefix "ex" Introduced so many times I've seen the prefix "step" I've seen the prefix "half" These prefixes They become half of every union I've seen my best friend's families rearranged How tragic Your parent's futile dramatics Looking back now Looking forward to my own life My wife Never. I'm going to make mine last