It's four in the morning I've turned out the lights.

We don't talk too much now but we don't fight.

We didn't want this. It isn't right.

Are you coming home tonight?

We were a happy family, we raised our kids up right.

But now that it's just the two of us all we do is fight

Nobody ever said true love can just up and die

and feelings fade like smoke into the night.

We talked ourselves out, it ended in fights

There's so much guilt here and we're so uptight

Somebody help us, hold up a light,

We don't know what is wrong or right