#homewrecked

Laya was incredibly grateful for the life she had created with her husband, Oliver. They had known each other for so long, and being soulmates...well, she was grateful that he was so perfect for her. 

Some soulmates to those in her clan were questionable at best. She was surprised to know that others weren’t as faithful as Oliver was to her, and her grandparents to each other. 

She smiled over the dining room table as she fixed up everyone’s lunches, including the two new additions in their home: Daniel and Sophia. 

She loved her little family, but she had to admit it was hard work. She was grateful for being able to be a housewife, and even more grateful that Oliver and her kids helped out when she needed it. 

Laya giggled as Hope cooed at her, reaching out for her. “I’ll pick you up in a little bit my darling. I just have to finish up, alright?” 

Dare, dare you to tell me

Don't shoot your baby

I'm on the hunt

Daddy, she better run

Hotel receipts and filthy linen sheets

She said she had a hunch

But I said "No way, Mommy, please"

Young and naive

Hate how I couldn't see

And now I've got a rotten, ugly rage inside of me

Down to the core

Oh, baby, now I'm torn

'Cause I used to be a good girl

But I think I'm growin' thorns

You slammed the door

Oh, Father, you've been warned

Better watch your back

I'll catch you with that dirty, little whore

Dare, dare you to tell me

Don't shoot your baby

I'm on the hunt

Daddy, she better run

Fair, you left at fifteen

American dream

Came crashin' down

Look who's homewrecked

Now-ow-ow-ow

Now-ow-ow-ow

You left a mark

Forever scarred my heart

And I'm hopelessly devoted to not lovin' in the dark

I'll try to change the patterns and the ways

But for now, I cannot stand to see her live another day

Dare, dare you to tell me

Don't shoot your baby

I'm on the hunt

Daddy, she better run

Fair, you left at fifteen

American dream

Came crashin' down

Look who's homewrecked

Now-ow-ow-ow