It's Never Enough

I really do love my wife Been with her for most of my life Why she keeps me I don’t understand I can’t possibly be her best man At home she’s always doing some work Makes me feel like I am one lazy dude I sometimes try to clean the house But somehow I don’t do it right Not a speck of dirt in sight I was proud to have a decent job Bring in what I could to toss in the kitty No longer employed because of the stress My sanity restored at my home address Now I have vice’s I must admit One too many for her to accept But I refuse to play by her rules But I did finally quit the booze Now it’s on to another day No job at present, but I get state money I guess that’s not enough for my honey At almost sixty I see retirement in sight Just pay off the house and things will be fine Why can’t my lady be happy with the way things are? Retirement is not far away Is there no time left for play? The youthful days are long gone I wish I felt like I was part of the family At family gatherings I am often ignored Not good enough to command some respect That’s ok by me… I enjoy my own company So now I spend my day’s writing Listening to music and having a snack Hoping to bring some excitement back My lady is free to join me or read my verse Things can’t get much worse