He stumbles in at night and the clock says 3 a.m.
  The love of his life just wonders where on earth he's been
    He can't explain himself, a poor excuse is all he's got
  A mess of contradictions have his stomach tied in knots
    She gets tired of waiting up all night
  If he truly cared for her he'd stay at home tonight
    He says he's out with friends, then again he could be anywhere
  She starts to have a nervous breakdown when he isn't there
  She tried to call him on the phone and no one's there
    No explanation - No explanation
  No explanation can be given
    Wide awake at night again. What is it gonna take?
  He tries to speak, it makes her think his story is a fake
  She can't take these fables anymore
  What she wants to know is what the phone numbers are for
    He can't explain himself, a poor excuse is all he's got
  A mess of contradictions have his stomach tied in knots