Marriage is a two-headed transplant
Sometimes that's how it seems
When the sex wears off it's all give and take
And it's good-bye to all your dreams
One head wants to go to a movie
While the other wants to stay at home
And just like a two-headed transplant
You get the feeling that you're never alone
Mr and Mrs Horrible are an example of what I say
They used to be so in love now they fight so much
That they've frightened all their friends away
They never get visits from neighbors
They've alienated everyone
And what started off as all cuddles and kisses
Has finally become
A labor of love labor of love
The torment the worry and woe
Love's full of fears bruises and tears
That's the way that a true love grows
It's a labor of love labor of love
It's a struggle without a doubt
But if they keep on trying screaming and crying
Somehow they're gonna work it all out
It turned into a two-headed transplant
But it started off with