Just sitting here at the top of the stairs
No where to go, nobody cares
These steps remind me of my live
2 kids, a husband, and me the "lovely" wife
One step up and two more back
Afraid to move forward, of getting off track
A trophy woman is all I am
Why on earth did I get so attached to this man
The bottom of the steps is looking pretty nice
Would I just sustain injury or would it take my life
There's only one way to find out...
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