Win Again

Clocks rolled back on Sunday and the house felt like a tomb
Another empty hour in the day.
Stayed all night on Monday and the sun came up too soon.
He wonders how she's gonna make him pay.

What does she want from him as he stumbles through the door
Its just some words that he will never say.
You win again she says as if she's keeping score.
Tomorrow that's just another day

She said he had more pride than balls.
That's why he ends up punching walls.
And all the things he wished he hadn't done.
Just can't seem to get it right
Least he knows when to fight.
And finish up the things that he's begun

It feels like someone knocked her down and turned her heart to stone
She vows she'll never feel that way again
His clothes are on the sidewalk when he finally comes home
She doesn't even ask him where he's been

There's no need to scream and shout, it has a way of coming out
And smashing all the things that might have been
And it was just a little lie, dirty pale white alibi
Of where he's been and what is done is done
She knows there's more where that came from.