Laying Here, Lying in Bed

Yes, my wedding band is just too loose to hold me 'Cause it slips off my finger now and then Especially when I'm laying here with Anna in my arms Lord, I find it's gettin' harder to pretend 'Cause Anna just don't know how much I'm married If she did, I'm sure she'd want to die But what she doesn't know, I guess won't hurt her anymore So I lay right here and tell her one more lie (didn't I?) Laying here, lying in bed I know what she wants to hear, so that's what will be said The truth would only hurt her, so I'll tell a lie instead Laying here, lying in bed When I get home, I'll kiss the tie that binds me 'Cause he's the apple of his daddy's eye If his mom awakes and asks me where I've been and if I love her Lord, I'll have to tell another lie, again tonight Laying there, lying in bed I know what they ought to hear, so that's what will be said The truth would only hurt them, so I'll tell a lie instead Laying there, lying in bed I'll be laying there, lying in bed