[Originally by Ben Folds Five] All his crying, his tired eyes See figures, jot it down And clothes all strone around The bedroom floor Now nothing's adding up And nothing's making sense She's sleeping like a baby She doesn't know he wasn't meant for this I'm missing the war I'm missing the war All night I am missing the war I'm missing the war How, how He drove home Again, pissed at leaving It's really no big deal It happens all the time It's no big deal I'm missing the war I'm missing the war All night I am missing the war I'm missing the war 'Til beams of sunlight hit me in the morning So much time, so little to say Time may fly And dreams may die The shaking voice that tells him go Still thinks he might, he knows he won't I'm missing the war I'm missing the war All night I am missing the war I'm missing the war I'm missing the war I'm missing the war