Well, it's so easy to be witty in retrospect
When you're out of door you pause a moment to reflect
On all the crushing one-liners that you should have said
But you always were reduced to angry words insteadFighting talk on the stairs
Is enough to show who never cared
Fighting talk, who will be spared
The abuse that's always hurled as you curse and swearBut it's so cruel how the moment
Can let you down
And how eloquence deserts you
When you find yourself on sensitive groundYou slam the door and turn the catch
You turned your home into a prison
Conversation into a slanging matchFighting talk on the stairs
Is enough to show who never cared
Fighting talk, who will be spared
The abuse that's always hurled as you curse and swearBut oh my love, I'm sick and tired
Of all the cruelty love's acquired
We never more need come to harm
If you lay your head here on my faithless armFighting talk on the stairs
Is enough to show who never cared
Fighting talk, who will be spared
The abuse that's always hurled as you curse and swearFighting talk on the stairs
Fighting talk on the stairs
Fighting talk on the stairs
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