(Difford/Tilbrook) 



Sitting there at home, he arrived home late  

With no more blood cells to inebriate  

He lunged at her there, she fell from the couch  

He grabbed her body as he pulled her down  

She was screaming no, kicking out at him  

But he weighed a ton, she could never win  

He fell down on her like a sack of snakes  

Tears fell from her face as she cried and cried  

When there's hope, when there's fear  

What is there to say that he might hear  

You turn him down with no mistake  

Now you're leaving, the great escape  



She ran from the room out of their back door  

Leaving him to sleep on the front room floor  

And she walked that night to the town hall square  

She knew it was through and she didn't care  

She stood up to him, he looked down on her  

He shot the message and the messenger  

When he woke he was sick with all the shame  

Tears fell from his face as she cried and cried  



She arrived back home, he was on his knees  

Begging with his heart please come back to me