The material presented
here is not Al-Anon Conference Approved Literature. It is a method
to exchange
information, ideas, feelings, problems and solutions on a personal
level.
She's sittin' in the livin' room Knowin' all his friends, Think she's crazy, Cause she can't stop callin' him. They don't have a clue, What his addiction's done.
He comes home trippin' off somethin', She's got no idea where he's been, Comin' into bed he'll rub all over her, N' if she refuses he'll raise his hand. She can't understand, All the things his addiction's done.
He'll be sorry, For what he's done, Soon as he wakes up, Pee stained pants, He's layin' on the floor remembering, What his addiction's done.
Why can't he see, He'll never be able to control it, He need's help, Cause if he doesn't, Someday he'll be dyin' - knowin', Just exactly what his addiction's done.
~ I'm glad I have alanon now - bc I used to be that girl in the first 2 stanzas - now I've calmed down so much and I'm learning to put myself first and not let him pull me down with him - Thank you all
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