You'll never be my parent
You'll never even be my friend
All I can do is question
As I beg for it to end

Your fists continue flying
And another part of me is dying
You're not the first one
To leave my begging, pleading, crying

You think you are the first?
You think you'll be the last?
To leave me with this body's hurts?
To stab me in the back?

I've seen a dozen like you
And I'll see a dozen more
When this system's done you'll see
I'll still be laying on the floor

I know how to cover bruises
How to hide the nasty scars
As everyone simply refuses
To take my case so **** far

Well maybe you haven't noticed yet
How angry I can get
Because one day my seething anger
Will be your big regret

So beat me to the ground
Where the light is never found
And I promise one day you will see
The most vicious part inside of me

****** your fists in my shameful disgrace
Leave the blood splattered on my face
And I'll continue waiting
Begging, screaming, crying
Till one of these days I'm seeing
The last part of me is dying