Well they tell me there's a hundred ways to fight
But I only need a few of them tonight
‘cause there's no way to prove
If what's k**ing me's got the best of you
And my speculation's sputtering again
Plenty reason I should turn the other way
But the reasoning is wearing thin today
I confess that I hate
Nothing quite so much as an empty slate
And I‘m running out of time to run along
I'm not coming home tonight
Im not coming home tonight
Til I can't remember what was wrong with me
Well they tell me there's a hundred ways to fight
And I'm hoping not to use them all tonight
‘cause there's no way to prove
If what's k**ing me's got the best of you
And my speculation's sputtering again
When you're looking hard enough
All the edges frayed and rough
Nothing much to recommend leaves you empty
So I'm not coming home tonight
I'm not coming home tonight
Til I can't remember what was wrong with me
‘Cause there's no way to prove
When you win, then you lose
And there's no--