I used to be so timid and shy
Is that why you were so eager to be by my side
I never knew what love was until I met you
I thought it was all too good to be true
And it was...

When you call me to your bed
You don't know how scared I am
I warn you to be gentle but what's the use
By morning there will always be a bruise
You want your breakfast hot
And if it's not
Never mind the fact that I don't know when you'll wake up
So I brace myself for the upper cut

The wretched names you call me
Do not bother me much
But it's like a dagger in the soul
When you make the children watch
Friends and family tell me to leave but they don't understand
There is so much more at hand
He's done a damn good job playing dictator
And now somehow I second guess, 'Maybe this is all I'm good for...'

I have felt the sting of poisoned love
The caress of happily never after
I have held the hand of undeserved punishment
And tasted the kiss of disaster
I have watched the roses wither
And their deliverer evolve into this monster
Whose handy-work rests on my brow
As my hope vanishes faster

I have embraced the agony
For life grants me no other
I have awakened from the darkest nightmares
Just to be tossed into another
I have contemplated an escape
And it shall happen sooner or later
And even if I must be dead
I shall be freer then
Than what I've been...