Happy marriage

Is this what you call a happy marriage?
A house, a kid on the way
A husband that loves and cares for me,
Well that's what the people say

Is this what you call a happy marriage?
When we're alone he turns wild
It's not the first time, he kicks, he punches
He hits, he hurts me, he smiles.

Next morning i set of for work
I'm so scared, i feel all alone
Bruises, scars, cuts and sores
Hidden beneath my clothes.

I cant mention it out loud
I cant tell what he's done
He said if i did, he'd hurt me more,
I'd never live to see the sun.

I have to go home, get on the train,
But i can't face this anymore,
But what can i do? No-one would believe me,
I'm happily married, remember.