Lyrics:

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 instead Fighting 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 swear But it's so cruel how the moment can let you down And how eloquence deserts When you find yourself on sensitive ground You slam the door and turn the catch You turned your home into a prison Conversation into a slanging match Fighting 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 swear But 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 arm