you say, don't talk to me no more
you say, you better get out that door
i'm the one who's sick
i'm the one confussed
but i'n the one beaten
i'm the one abused

they begged you and they bribed you
the forced you and they held you
fuck them, they don't know
you lied to them anyway
if he knew what he was in for
he'd probably run right away.

i've never seen you looking so bad
i could have sworn you had reason to be glad
have you been eating?
have you been sleeping?
they're not going to care
they're not going to know

skin and bones again, you're such a mess
and the look in your eye like you'd do it for less
i don't care your reason
and i don't care your result
it's going to happen either way
and it will all be my fault.

they fed you the stories and ruined our life
he plays the victor as you walk down a knife
one day you will slip
one day you'll be cut open
i'll say i told you so
and with my heart still broken.