My husband came home from Iraq, but he didn't come home to me.
At home is where I watched happy families on TV.
One side of the bed is empty and that is the way it will be
because my husband came home from Iraq, but he didn't come home to me.
The kids were hugging their daddies, running and playing with glee
All the kids that is but my husbands, because they were home with me
They sent away their hero, who came back wasn't he
He hurt his wonderful children and that just shouldn't be
Our future dreams are shattered, as anyone can see
and, no more happy marriage, cause a marriage isn't three
I'm not sure what comes next now, but alone I know I'll be
'cause my husband came home from Iraq, but he didn't come home to me.
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