• One step through the door
    One shot to the floor
    The stench of your breath reeking through
    What to do?

    I know better now
    There’s sweat on your brow
    You’ve got that stagger
    You swing with that swagger
    She’s loaded and plastered in the next room
    Helpless to your violence, I’ve accepted my doom.

    I’m nothing in your eyes.
    Make a good punching bag, right?
    No, there’s no reason to lie
    No reason to hide.

    Leave me alone!
    I said leave me alone!
    I can’t talk to her, she’s stoned!

    I know better now
    There’s sweat on your brow
    You’ve got that stagger
    You swing with that swagger
    She’s loaded and plastered in the next room
    Helpless to your violence, I’ve accepted my doom.

    Yes, I deserve to take
    Every mark and bruise you make
    On my already bruised and scarred face...