She's tired of pretending She enjoys the game they play. He blew her happy ending, Then refused to take the blame. And when she tells him what he's done To make her feel provoked, That's when things get really fun A fire follows smoke! He said... she said, "There's nothing left to do," But between the lines, they read, "I'm still in love with you." He saidÂ... she said, "I'm taking off alone," But again they knew it meant, "Tomorrow I'll be home." Same as always... He's tired of the fury That accompanies the fights. She's like a judge and jury Lying next to him at night. And when he won't apologize For making them a joke, Something suddenly ignites: A fire follows smoke! He said... she said, "There's nothing left to do," But between the lines, they read, "I'm still in love with you." He saidÂ... she said, "I'm taking off alone," But again they knew it meant, "Tomorrow I'll be home."