A wifes confession

Money binds me
I cannot breath
it straps me to him
I cannot leave

It all would crumble
Their hearts, lives and house
If I where to stumble
And leave this louse

To some it looks like bliss
yet others see the pain
many laughs I did miss
seeking that financial gain

Years of fortune and sadness
my self fulfilled destiny
I drove myself to this madness
no body to blame but me

So now I confess
So you can shut up
Yes I made this mess
and yes I'll clean it up

Nobody's perfect
I have nothing to gain
Wait... is that your paycheck?
Maybe I'll let things stay the same