She felt numb
In body and mind
Is what he had done
Part of this crime
It happened time and time again
And this pain caused her to feel grim
Now cuts lay upon her wrists
If only he had unclenched his fists
Everything that happened
Led up to this
You might as well have held the knife
I hate myself forever wanting to be your wife
You say you’re sorry
But it’s to late
Everything that has gone by
Has turned this love into hate
Now there’s a puddle of blood on my floor
And pretty soon I’ll walk through that beautiful white door
Into heaven where there’s no tears
And I’ll finally get to put aside all these fears
