Ouch! I’m sorry, what I say everyday even when it’s too late
The simplest things piss him off
He always needs to feel like he’s on top
The scar on the side of my lipYeah “that’s love” right thereIt was a Tuesday night when he hit me with a bat
.Broken glasses and plates is all I remember
When we went to the hospital he told the nurse “it was just a finder binder”
I loved him that’s why I stayed
Prayed, I pray every night that he doesn’t kill meI just want to get to know me the real me If I run, where do I goIt’s not like I have anyone out there that I know
The scars that I have only tell half the story
If I was him I would just ignore me
The simplest things piss him off
He always needs to feel like he’s on top
The scar on the side of my lipYeah “that’s love” right thereIt was a Tuesday night when he hit me with a bat
.Broken glasses and plates is all I remember
When we went to the hospital he told the nurse “it was just a finder binder”
I loved him that’s why I stayed
Prayed, I pray every night that he doesn’t kill meI just want to get to know me the real me If I run, where do I goIt’s not like I have anyone out there that I know
The scars that I have only tell half the story
If I was him I would just ignore me
