it's a quarter past nine. she hears his car as he pulls in the drive. dinner's still waiting from hours before. she knows he's been drinking when he walks through the door. in anger he strikes out and she starts to cry. how much more can she take
how much more can she lie. and she fell down the stair again. but it hasn't happened since she don't know when. was it in spring when she packed up the kids
or maybe in winter with his job on the skids. oh but just like before she'll have to pretend that she fell down the stairs again. a short time ago
she started a job
serving chicken fried steak and corn on the cob. she started out shy
but she ended up sure
that a ticket to anywhere could be the cure. but he couldn't handle her change for the better. she tried to leave him
but he wouldn't let her. he says he's sorry
he'd never mean it. he swears it won't happen again. but she's so confused
she wants to believe it. she just wants this nightmare to end. and she fell down the stair again. but it hasn't happened since she don't know when. was it in spring when she packed up the kids
or maybe in winter with his job on the skids. oh but just like before she'll have to pretend that she fell down the stairs again.