Signing Papers

Sittin' at the kitchen table that I built back in '08Lawyer slides the papers over, says, "Just sign and date"Fifteen years in fifteen pages, one cheap ballpoint penShe gets the house, I get the truck, and every other weekend

And she won't look me in the eyeAnd I can't look at her

Signin' papers, signin' papersOne more line and I'm a stranger in this houseSignin' papers, signin' papersThere's a devil on my shoulder sayin', "Burn it down"

Boys down at the Last Chance say, "Take her for all she's worthFight her for the kids, son, drag her name through the dirt"And Lord, part of me wanted her to hurt the way I hurtBut I wasn't no saint either, I was married more to work

And there's two little facesWatchin' from the stairs

Signin' papers, signin' papersOne more line and I'm a stranger in this houseSignin' papers, signin' papersThere's a devil on my shoulder sayin', "Burn it down"

Momma taught me every Sunday, "Forgive as you've been forgiven, son"Never knew how hard those words were till the day that this was doneSo I set down that pen and looked her in the eye for the first time in a yearSaid, "You're a good momma to our kids," and I watched her fight back tearsThen I knelt down by the staircase, told my babies, "None of this is on youYour momma and me both love you, and that's the one thing that stays true"

Signin' papers, signin' papersWalkin' out a stranger from this houseSignin' papers, signin' papersBut I'm leavin' with my soul, I didn't burn it down

Every other weekendI'll be there