So I was once yours
I was your Goddess
But now I see
I should be more modest
You no longer love me
I've been marked with an X
This is just something
That I didnt expect
You promised me forever
But promises are fake
If this is a nightmare
I wish I would wake
You are killing me inside
My heart is so broken
I should have stood up
and been more outspoken:
I should have told you I loved you
I should have told you I cared
I shouldn't have told you
That I was scared
I shouldnt have told you
I was using you
and I shouldnt have said
I would kill you
I shouldnt have said
I had second thoughts
I really shouldnt have
called the cops
I should have just bled
with the swollen black eye
Now I am missing you, Love
Without the beatings I think I might die
Your abuse is my comfort
I've lived with it so long
I wish I could figure out
where I went wrong
You would beat me daily
You would tell me how worthless I am
You would call me bitch and whore
I just cant go on without you as my man
I will tell the judge you arent guilty
I will tell him it was only an accident
I will tell the jury you are loving
and completely innocent
Do you think they will believe me?
Will this buy back your love?
Til Death do Us Part, or until you kill me
I will always be here for you to shove
Copyright 2004 Syn
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