Look at him weaving down the road
Staggering like he's carrying a load
Another Friday and he's drunk again
Abandoned by money and sense
My mother, she warned me he was no good
I didn't listen, I know I should
I thought he loved me, I thought he would change
But he'll always be the same
Look at her, standing by the door
She's a look on her face I've seen it before
So disappointed in the man she chose
It's a wonder she doesn't just go
My friends all warned me she'd mend my ways
I never listened, They said I'd pay
I thought she loved me, she'd leave me unchanged
But shell always be the same
Look at him, getting dressed for bed
I know he's not heard a word I've said
He's left me short in my purse again
His beer's washing food down the drain
At least he's been in to kiss all the bairns
And tucked 'em all in, and said all their prayers
He's two different men, so normal, so strange
He'll always be the same
Look at her watching from under her cap
I wish she would curse me, or give me a slap
She just keeps her silence, and sighs in her sleep
Her bitterness running so deep
At least she keeps everything tidy and neat
The kids are the best turned out on the street
She's two different women, the pleasure and pain
She'll always be the same
And where do we go from here
Resenting the other through year after year
Yes where do we go from here
Or finding the middle ground, holding on tight
You know that we might do, we maybe just might
Look at him waking before the sun
It'll be in its bed long before he is done
I wish he would tell me, but really I know
Every morning when I see him go
Look at her packing my food for the day
She's so tired and weary but she never says
I wish I could tell her, I wish I could say
But I never was able that way
I know that (he's/she's) mine. I guess that's alright
I don't want another to hold (me at/in the) night
I know that I love (him/her), (what more can I/even though I don't) say
Guess we'll always be the same