warm and wet stream down my face,
Takes me back to another place
Taste of tears, and alcohol on your breath,
Who took you away? The ultimate theft,
My battle scars are only reminders of where I've been,
Don't ever what to go back tere again
Bruised and bloody lip,
You cut my face again, just another "little" slip,
Not to mention this broken heart
You got what you wanted in whole not in part,
It stung as they came to the surface of my eyes,
didn't want to show you, cuz your "Oh so powerful" to the one who crys,
But you still beat me once again
If it wasn't yours, whos fault was it then?
Sun glasses and long sleeved shirts,
Tell me now what am I worth?
Sometimes I just dream that I could fly away,
Find myself in a happier place
But then I'd wake up and see,
The only one beating me up was me.