Story of my life searching for the right but it keeps avoiding me
Sorrow in my soul cause it seems that wrong really loves my company

She sighed, looking to Orson as she watched him looking to his suitcase then back to her. Deep into her eyes.

He's more than a man and this is more than love the reason that this guy is blue
The clouds are rolling in because I'm gone again and to him I just can't be true

Bree couldn't help but feel the guilt rising up inside of her as she looked to her husband, seeing his expression, he had a longing in his eyes for her.

And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful and it kills him inside
to know that I am happy with some other guy I can see him dying

She could see the hurt and humiliation in his also, knowing that Bree was with another man, spending time, kissing, holding another man...

I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why
Every time I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside

Bree knew she had another appointment with him this afternoon. With him. The Lawyer. Karl Mayer.

I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...a murderer

She was reaching for her car keys and caught Orson's glance at her, she could see this affair was killing him bit by bit.

I feel it in the air as I'm doing my hair preparing for another day
A kiss up on my cheek he's here reluctantly as if I'm gonna be out late

She walked over to the mirror by the front door, and softly she primped her hair before she turned and Orson was behind her, he placed a chaste and tender kiss against Bree's cheek, it had to be enough to last him.

I say I won't be long just hanging with the girls a lie didn't have to tell
Because we both know where I'm about to go and we know it very well

She looked to him, and lied once more about where she was going, telling him Lynette was hosting the poker night this evening and she was headed over there, although Orson was not a stupid man, he could tell when his wife was lying, but he nodded and sighed, giving a weak smile as he told her to have fun with the girls.

I love his trust I might as well take a gun and put it to his head get it over with
I don't wanna do this anymore.

Bree sighed as she opened the front door, she couldn't wait to get the divorce finalised, no more hurting Orson, she hated it. She hated herself for doing it, but she had to.

I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...a murderer.

She gave one last glance as he watched her through the window, she blinked back the tears before she shook her head gently and reversed out of the driveway, driving off to see her lover.

The End.