She hides the bruises once again By putting on long sleeves She tells herself she's had enough... This time, she'll really leave.
But then he sees her packing and Begs her to change her mind... With teary eyes, he promises That it will end this time.
"I'm sorry babe," he whispers As he wipes away her tears He wraps his arms around her waist... Her sadness disappears.
But nighttime falls; he stumbles home With whiskey on his breath And suddenly, his gentle eyes Have turned as cold as death...
She begs him not to hurt her But a stranger he's become... She screams for him to let her go Yet he has just begun.
And in the morning, she will find More bruises left to hide She'll cover up that new black eye... "I'm leaving," she'll decide.
But he will trick her once again He'll lie to make her stay... And there she'll go, still hoping that He'll finally change someday.
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