Our little boy is four years old

And he's quite a little man

So we spell out the words

We don't want him to understand

Like t-o-y, or maybe s-u-r-p-r-i-s-e

But the words we're hiding from him now

Tears the heart right out of me

Chorus:



Our d-i-v-o-r-c-e becomes final today

Me and little j-o-e will be going away

I love you both and this will be

Pure h-e-double-l for me

Oh, i wish that we could stop this d-i-v-o-r-c-e



Watch him smile

He thinks it's christmas

Or his fifth birthday

And he thinks c-u-s-t-o-d-y

Spells fun, or play

I spell out all the hurtin' words

And i turn my head when i speak

Cause i can't spell away this hurt

That's dripping down my cheek



Repeat chorus