Look away
Act as if it isn't killing you...
A bright sunshine,
Filtered from top of pine...
I was only 12, why did it have to happen to me...
Step one:
Kiss her neck, nibble on her ear...
It was great to hear from you again.
That I don't even know where to begin...
Getting home from work it was the night befor
To my surprise when I opened the door...
You are the cause
You are my pain...
She hides the bruises once again
By putting on long sleeves...