You know of what I'm speaking
That icy cold of death
That tingling of your neck hairs
The anger on his breath

He tells you that he loves you, though
And that is why this works
But still his arms are cold as snow
And every blow still hurts

With every scar he leaves you,
Tears run down your face
He asks you why you're crying so
And says "Everything's okay"

But as you shudder, freezing
And goosebumps flood your skin
You feel your remorse leaving
And letting him come in

His arms-the ones that bruise you
For now seem warm and safe
But your mind betrays you
Those arms will start to chafe

No, no, he never loved you
For loving doesn't hurt
And even when he found you,
His heart was a desert

And in the years they'll wonder
Why you never spoke
Of the pain that he afflicted
And horrors that he wrote

But they wouldn't have listened
For they don't understand
That enclosed by his hurtful fist
Was a loving hand

And why would you ever
Betray that loving touch
For though the scars hurt so,
He loves you oh so much