Man and Wife, The Latter (Damaged Goods)

I'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I've known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all Such a high standard of living I just feel like I am dying I start an argument But you can barely even talk There's good reason for your silence Have to take care of some business So I fix your plate And I stay out of the way But you'll stay like that forever Right in front of your computer You'll look up one day But you won't recognize me So you want to change? Read a letter from a lawyer Want to take me out to dinner You want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags Like it'd really make a difference Or make up for your disinterest I'm a bill you pay I'm a contract you can't break And it's like I'm underwater Or on an endless escalator I just go up and up But I don't ever reach the top And it reads just like the bible Twenty centuries of scandal Yeah, it all depends on how you interpret it The word is love The word is loss The words are damaged goods that's what I am A lifetime gets chalked up to an experience Coincidence We're chained to the events That's it