Ben Folds Five

All is quiet, his tired eyes
See figures shining down,
and clothes all strewn around bedroom floor.
Now nothings adding up,
and nothings making sense.
She's sleeping like baby,
she doesn't know it wasn't meant for this.
I'm missing the war,
missing the war all night,
missing the war.
I'm missing the war.
He drove home
Pissed and beaten
It's really no big deal
It happens all the time,
It's no big deal
I'm missing the war
Missing the war all night