Marriage On The Rocks Lyrics - David Houston

You still smile at me when I come home and you always ask me how my day has been 

You dry your face to make me feel there's nothing wrong 

As we start another evening of return 

You sit and wait for me to tell my usual lie at all excuse to get away from home 

And I help you with your coat and straighten up your tie 

But as you leave I'm reaching for the phone 

This is not a home it's a place where we change close 

And walk the floor and wait and watch the clock 

No it's not a home this is one of those situations known as marriage on the rocks 

You wait from nine to five pretending I'm at home 

And yet you know I meet him secretly 

How much longer must this game of decieve go on 

We'd both be better off if we were free 

No it's not a home this is one of those situations known as marriage on the rocks