Why do you act that way when you start to drink?
Is it because it doesn't make you think?
When you beat me
It hurts like hell
Then you finally
Start to cme out
Of your shell.
Violence isn't the answer
Is what you always said
But I'm sure you'll
Think twice
Now that I'm dead
You don't realize what your doing
Until you've sobered up
You know you were wrong
As you beg and plead for me
Not to give up
I tell you its over
And I'm moving out
Then you sit there
And start to pout
You come bangin' on my door
Just as drunk as the night before
You say I'll pay for leavin' you alone
Then I'll finally reach my new home
You beat me and stab me
Then you leave me be
They trialed you for murder
On a poor innocent girl
Only because she couldn't
Take the abuse anymore.
Lana Sullivan |
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