He pushes her against the wall, so that there's no way out
Surrounded by all sides and angles
Her thoughts so entangled
With the fear of him
A puppet with no strings, that he uses as his own
His little rag doll
Tattered soul, so alone
She's his little rag doll
And he just won't let her go
He stretches her legs wide
Ignoring the water that falls from her eyes
The pain surfaces the air
But he can't tell that she's scared
Nor does he care
To be thrown away and replaced
His little rag doll
Feelings where the scars are beared
She's his little rag doll
And the trust he claimed existed
Well she must've missed it
The scarlet stained sheets are left
He threw her in his bed
As a master to his slave
She was forced to behave
Torn, she fumes with self-loathing
As she can never forget
The memory of her tragedy
