So, I had a wife, she looked beautiful, like you. Who tells me, I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and & gets in deep with the sharks.
One day they carve her face, and we have no money for surgeries, she can’t take it. I just want to see her smile again. I just want her to know that I don’t care about the scars.
So, I stick a razor in my mouth & do this to myself, & you know what? She can’t stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side.
Now I’m always smiling.