Why do you let this happen to you?
You're not strong, or big, or even mean.
You can't fight this yourself, you can't even begin.
It's just a phone call away.
Just a shout away.
One call, and it would be over.
But instead you keep staying there.
Always brushing the bruises away.
Always brushing the scars away.
What's in it for you to stay there?
To be there, day after day, night after night,
Always serving a fool.
He gives you no purpose.
All he does is harm you, doesn't he?
You need to leave- but I guess you love him.
And you think he loves you, too.
But those bruises are truth, and those scars are too.
Look at what you're doing to yourself- just take a look.
You think you deserve it just because you're not big and strong- and you can't meet his standard.
I say it's his fault for the way he's treating you.
I say it's his fault- what he's doing to you.
But you'll never understand.. I can tell you first hand what he is doing isn't love.
I can tell you first hand you don't deserve this- no one does.
Please.. Just listen to me- I don't want you to anything you'd regret.
I don't want you to do anything that will cause you to wind up dead.