Two broken hearts lonely looking houses,
where nobody lives
Two people each having so much pride inside
Neither side forgives
The angry words spoken in haste
Such a waste of two lives
Its my belief pride is the chief in the decline
In the number of husbands and wives
D(strum)
Some can, some cain't, some can
Ohhh, (Repeat first verse)
Yeah, its my belief pride is the chief in the decline
(repeat and fade)
In the number of husbands and wives