Anger rules our home tonight,
both of us tired and dreary-eyed.
Bitter words hanging in the air,
that neither of us deserved to hear.
You’re gearing up for another round,
but I’m not sure I can take it now.

I want to scream leave,
but instead, I beg please,
don’t walk out that door,
because it may surprise you to know,
I still love you,
so please don’t go.

We”ll cry out for peace,
make promises we can’t keep,
waiting for dawn to break,
before our hearts do the same.

I want to scream leave,
but instead, I beg please,
don’t walk out that door,
because it may surprise you to know,
I still love you,
so please don’t go.