[THE HUSBAND, spoken]
"Are you sorry you got married?"

[THE YOUNGER MAN, spoken]
That's the same question I had

[THE HUSBAND, spoken]
What a coincidence

[THE WIFE, spoken]
Isn't it?

[THE HUSBAND, spoken]
"Are you sorry you got married?"

[THE HUSBAND]
You're always sorry
You're always grateful
You're always wondering what might have been
Then she walks in

And still you're sorry
And still you're grateful
And still you wonder and still you doubt
And she goes out
Everything's different
Nothing's changed
Only maybe slightly
Rearranged

You're sorry-grateful
Regretful-happy
Why look for answers where none occur?
You always are what you always were
Which has nothing to do with
All to do with her

You're always sorry
You're always grateful
You hold her, thinking, "I'm not alone"
You're still alone

You don't live for her
You do live with her
You're scared she's starting to drift away—
And scared she'll stay

Good things get better
Bad get worse
Wait—I think I meant that in reverse
You're sorry-grateful
Regretful-happy
Why look for answers where none occur?
You'll always be what you always were
Which has nothing to do with
All to do with her

Nothing to do with
All to do with her