I spackle the gaping drywall hole
You put my head through last Tuesday night
For a moment or two, I think about leaving you
Run away in the middle of the night
I tend the bruises along my backside
Left by the righteous sting of your leather belt
It's what I deserved and though I'm a little unnerved
The punishment served me right
Beat me some more, beat me some more
I'm nothing but your wife's little whore
She ain't around anymore than she was
When she was here
Daddy, sit back and relax
Rest with your feet up in the recliner
While I get myself into the kitchen
Fix you some supper
And get you another beer
Water clears away my tears in the shower
Blood running down bruised inner thighs is pure
Rage escapes through scars and scrapes
Making me pine away for superheroes in capes
But I know what must be done
One bullet
One gun
Is all it would take to set me free
She told me this would finally set me free
The only person who ever looked out for me
That other girl in the mirror who was always here
Daddy,
Let me introduce to my new friend,
Bloody Mary
bang!
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