Barely ever fight, she knows that I love her.
At first we made it every night but I don't want to bug her 'bout it,
she just has a funny way of loving me.

A pair of tickets stubs in the desk, a movie I'd never seen.
I probably shouldn't ask, its sounds so accusing.
She must have forgot to mention girls night out.

The breakfast cereal talked more than we did all day long.
I asked her for a walk but she had to be on her way.
So I told her that I knew she'd been stepping out.

But she swore that she could explain,
she swore that it would not happen again.
And she swore that she could explain,
we both knew her words were in vain.