Our little boy is four years old and he's quite a little man.
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand.
Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-P-R-I-S-E.

But the words we're hiding from him now tears the heart right out of me.

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today.
Me and little J-O-E will be going away.
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me.
Oh I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

Watch him smile, he thinks it's Christmas or his fifth birthday.
And he things C-U-S-T-O-D-Y spells fun or play
I spell out all the hurtin' words and I turn my head when I speak
Cause I can't spell away this hurt that's dripping down my cheek.

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today.
Me and little J-O-E will be going away.
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me.
Oh I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.