elegy for sarah

Sarah liked to love bad men And her favorite game was to play pretend Like she didn't know how it would go this time Like his love would always feel like summertime Sarah slept all day, yeah And Sarah worked all night When she came home there would always be a fight Of bills to pay, of beer to buy This one was just like the last guy With each season the men got worse Sometimes, old Sarah dreamed of a hearse She felt so tired, she felt so used This one would be better than the last guy He had to be better than the last guy He had to be Sarah liked to love bad men Pretend she could fix them right until the end Sarah liked to love bad men