Every time I even speak
Im saying something wrong
I cant do anything right
and to keep going Im just not that strong
everything is up to him
no matter what hes right
and if I say that he is not
ill here it for the rest of the night
the pain shoots through the back of my head
but thats of no concern to him
hell raise his voice to the top of his lungs-
to describe it I cant even begin
he makes me want to
melt where I stand
I cant bear the pain
and he doesnt even use his hand
I just cant go on
living this way
it hurts so much
to just pretend Im okay
