I woke up at 4 a.m. couldn't go back to sleep They were fighting outside my window I heard a bottle smash in the street There was blood on the sidewalk People were walking by pretending not to see Until somebody stopped and called the police It's a same old story (same old story) It's not the first time (it's not the first time) It's not the first time (it's not the first time) Won't be the last Cops pulled up and an officer asked, "What's going on?" She answered in a trembling voice he didn't do anything She said its all my fault it must have been something I said something I did He says he's sorry She says it's okay It's all my fault she just keeps on blaming herself Blaming herself afraid of losing the little she has She would rather stay in this situation, keep on living in this abusive relation 'Cause they thought her it's best for the children to grow up with both mom and dad