You look at me with your eyes bright
Said that we would never fight
Your words became lies
And my feelings died like flies

The world seemed to be held in your hands
Now it's held you the remaining strands of my heart
You now mean nothing to me
As if you would've ever dropped to one knee

You talked about our future
But what future
Talked about a house and children and dreams
I'm glad they won't happen
They won't have to deal with your hits

I remember your hits that came from your mouth and from your hand
The strands of marks across my skin
But I would never tell I was harmed

I will Never forgive you
But I will Never tell
Never tell about the harm.