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
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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

Songwriter(s): John William Feldmann, Charlie Paulson
Copyright: Chumming Music, Mojoland, Lit Chimney Music
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