Fly off the handle once again and now it's too late   I hear the door slam shut, you've gone and now it's so late   I can still feel the sting your hand across my face   Again the last thing that I wanted was to hurt you      Still I'm sitting alone again   I feel I'm riding the same thing again   And if I want to I can just shut up   Now I know that I've got      Nothing to prove to you, nothing to prove to you   Nothing to prove to you, nothing to prove to you   Still I'm fighting 'coz there's something to prove to      I hear your car drive in the lot, it's 3 this morning   I don't know how to feel or what to say or should I ask?   Where have you been? What could I do? You're drunk, I'm sorry   Then we lay down I feel so numb, I wish you'd kill me      Still I'm sitting alone again   I feel I'm riding the same thing again   And if I want to I can just shut up   Now I know that I've got      Nothing to prove to you, nothing to prove to you   Nothing to prove to you, nothing to prove to you   Still I'm fighting 'coz there's something to prove to      Fly off the handle once again and now it's too late   I hear the door slam shut, you've gone and now it's so late   I can still feel the sting your hand across my face   Again the last thing that I wanted was to hurt you, yeah      Still I'm sitting alone again   I feel I'm riding the same thing again   And if I want to I can just shut up   Now I know that I've got nothing to prove to      Nothing to prove to you, nothing to prove to you   Nothing to prove to you, nothing to prove to you   Still I'm fighting 'coz there's something to prove to you