You told me to listen
You told me you would change
I can't believe I listened
I can't believe I stayed

Now my bruises are your fingertips
My laughter has faded away
Our memories are jaded,
I can't believe I stayed

My face is your canvas
You like to paint with your fists
You drag your fingers across my skin
This is not your passion,
This is my pain

I love to see your laughter
I love to see your gain
Sometimes I think
This may be why I stayed

But then you raise your hand
Your face twisted with fury
I suddenly awake
Jump up
S C R E A M


"PLEASE DON'T HURT MY JAMES"