Our little boy
Is four years old
And 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-R-P-R-I-S-E
But the words
We're hiding from him now
Tear 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 Christmas
Or his fifth Birthday
And he thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y
Spells fun or play
I spell out all
The hurting words
And 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