Paint the walls, fight again, I'm past the point of self control
No longer one to cower down to your heartless fists, so cold.
I've done it, now, I've left the mark, upon the bed we shared
Too many times I came home and found you in a stupor there.
Your tainted words have caused me grief for many lonely nights
But now I can't hear them echoing over the sirens and the lights.
The house in blazes, here I stand, silently outside the gate
Waiting for the flames to die and the coroner to take you away
Just charred and blackened ashes,like your heart and soul
Finally some satisfaction, as I feel you loosen your hurtful hold.
No longer will your words and fists, rebound inside my mind
I inhale the burnt smoke's umbers as they fade with time.
My neighbor takes me to the station, a statement I must sign
It was a cigarette you smoked, and with whiskey spilt combined
Was I there, I was at work, at least that's what they think
And this black eyes, the end result, of falling against the kitchen sink.
No longer happy pictures of our love built by deceit
I no longer have to make excuses, for your death has set me free
When asked to make arrangements, to lay your soul to rest
I'll gladly bare the full expense, for my freedoms worth the best.
If I have thoughts of conscience, don't think they're all for you
I've suffered all these many years for the pain you put me through
But sometimes, I regret the fact, that now I have become
A soul that's trapped inside a heart that's built for only one.
