Amy Millan - Bound lyrics

He stood in the doorway Holdin' his head half-past low You could still feel the perfume Hangin' at the end of the hall She tried to fight it She kept on denyin' it Knowing that he'd lose without her But the fussin', the fightin' The boozin', the cryin' Left her more empty than hopes I'd rather love you than leave you, my darlin' But lovin's just not what we do So, as hard as a habit and as cold as my heart I'm breakin' this forever for now It only took two days 'Til Johnny got locked up in jail The other guy didn't die But he won't be walkin' for awhile But the phone kept on ringin' But she wouldn't let him Get the best of her 'Cause there's no more playin' momma Enough with the drama Little boy, stand on your own I'd rather love you than leave you, my darlin' But lovin's just not what we do So, as hard as a habit, as cold as my heart I'm breakin' this forever for now