The fight is over

You can't use the phone because you feel like a prisoner in your own home.

You think deep thoughts about the times you fought.

You have to make a plan to escape from this mad man.

To night is the night that you'll give up the fight.

He starts to throw a fit. With one quick move you take a hit.

Now he's out cold, you think to yourself that was very bold.

Your as lucky as a clover because now you know that the fight is over.