Another fist flying, another bruise
guess what, he's drunk again.
It hurts worse when he knows what he's doing
but even more when he doesn't stop.
he was at the bar with another woman,
he thinks I'll let him sleep around.
But that's the last straw, that was his last call,
I'm really leaving now.
(chorus)
I can't take the fights, can't take the abuse,
I need to fix everything he used.
He bought me with his smiles,
He broke me with his hand,
he buried me and left me in the sand
I'm sick of hurting, sick of crying
can't take all of his goodbying
but can't he see that I still care,
I wouldn't tell him if I dared
I still love him, and that's why
it's so hard to say goodbye.
My friends tell me I'm crazy,
it's cause they don't understand
all they see is his flying hand
all they see is the bruises, and cuts
they say that I've run outta luck,
And for once, I agree
He's so done using me
(chorus)
He'll kill himself once I'm gone,
maybe he'll hear me sing this song
maybe he'll get why I left
neither of us will forget.
But I'm done, can't take no more
I'm walking outta that door.
(Chorus)
