I had the key to heaven when we married And for a while I brought you happiness But now your love for me is dead and buried And every night you share another's kiss And I'd rather be the one you slip around with Than be the one whose dream of love is gone Yes, I'd rather be the one you spend your time with Than be the one at home all alone How many tears must fall before I learn I think of many ways that I could grieve you And yet I'm always here when you return But I'd rather be the one you slip around with Than be the one whose dream of love is gone Yes, I'd rather be the one you spend your time with Than be the one at home all alone