She can't remember why she loved you
It wasn't for your selfish pride
How can she explain the endless bruises she can't hide
What you did, what you are, what you're not
Everything you took
Every single look of hate is telling her that you don't care about what you devastate

And I write these words so she can feel something but pain, something but pain
'Cause she needs some hope in your heartless world where she has to live out your lies

She doesn't know where she can run to
She doesn't have a place to hide
She used to have someone in whom she always could confide
Now it's gone
She's alone on her own, cold to the bone from the endless attacks
She cannot fight back as she gasps again for the air that you stole away

Does it hurt
Do you cry every time you drink and you think to forget your mind
Cut off your hands, so her bruises won't show up again