J. Stricklin - Another Day Lyrics

Jesus, she says as she hung up the phone
Shes been in this situation for far too long

Too many reasons to take off on her own
Shes tragically dependent, afraid to die alone

And the laughter in the bedroom ceased long ago
But man if these walls could talk, theyd speak of fear and sorrow

Upset and bruised she lays on the floor
She prays to her God, he hits the booze and heads for the door

So she gets her things
And packs her bags
She gets her things
And packs her bags
Then puts them away for another day

He always comes back, begs and pleads
Im so sorry, baby, understand a mans got needs

And she always takes him back, and tries to be
Supportive and understanding, though she knows hes lying through his teeth

So she gets her things
And packs her bags
She gets her things
And packs her bags
Then puts them away for another day