She's cutting out the [bad word] Forgetting her excuses
For being here again
With a suitcase packed and waiting by the door
In her head
Convinced herself she hasn't lost enough to quit
But tonight she lays here thinking,

What if I just left
In the middle of the night
Back to California
And never look back

She'll fantasize about it
Every single day
But she can't find it
In her heart [bad word] away
And no one's listening
With Northern Massachusetts
On his knees to stay
He's begging,
"Please, oh, baby, please, I can explain.
It won't happen again."

He's putting out the fires
And he's making her believe
He's really changed this time
But it's obvious it's just another line
Lapse and relapse
And again she lays beside him thinking:

I'll pretend
In the middle of the night
My eyes are closed I'm sleeping
But I [bad word] back

She'll fantasize about it
Every single day
But she can't find it
In her heart [bad word] away
And no one's listening
With Northern Massachusetts
On his knees to stay
He's begging,
"Please, oh, baby, please, I can explain.
It won't happen again.
It won't happen again."

How long can this last?
The final straw was the hospital
At least she told herself that
But she just can't find the strength to end it!

I just left
In the middle of the night
Back to California
I'll never look back

She'll fantasize about it
Every single day
But she can't find it
In her heart [bad word] away [bad word] away)
With Northern Massachusetts
On his knees to stay
He's begging,
"Please, oh, baby, please, I can explain.
It won't happen again.
It won't happen again!"