Mary

She was just twenty one when she was wed
She was the Cinderella princess in stories she'd read
She made him her bountiful sage
Straight from the page, he made her a cage
Now her mother's wedding tears are long down the drain
Oh and Mary wants her own little room again

He came with oceans of promises said "don't you fear"
Those sad old rocking horse blues will soon disappear
He said he'd got nothing to hide with her at his side
Now everything's died
After all he gave her was his name
Oh and Mary wants her own little room again

He sold her fairy stories that washed so white
And left not a blemish or a stain on the sheets of the night
But lovers can wear no disguise, it's not paradise
Now everything's ice
That never melts but just turns dreams to clay
Oh and Mary wants her own little room again

She lived in a world of her making all on her own
His predatory mind made a prison disguised as a home
But now her dice are all cast why didn't it last,
She longs for the past
As his soft sold shoes approach her bedroom door
Oh and Mary wants her own little room once more

As he introduces his friends saying "this is my wife"
Continues the seven act play of a week in her life
A little bird looks from the nest but can't face the test,
So decides she will rest
When all she really wants to do is just fly away
Oh and Mary wants her own little room again

She improves with every performance as her lines are rehearsed
As she sees her children a growing a promise is nursed
Now she's here talking to me still not wanting to see
Too weak to be free
As she tries to drown her sorrows in the rain
Oh and Mary wants her own little room again