Tell me the words
that made you fell,
The the pick up lines
He used to tell

How he dressed up,
What's the scent,
Where he goes,
who are his friends.

What made up your mind,
when you're down and hurt?
Punished by his kind,
Ill Directives he asserts

I can tell the fact,
That he will only leave,
For how he used your heart,
girl, don't be decieved.

I Can't imagine,
how can you stay,
Prolonged agony,
what keeps you in bay?

For I can't Stand,
the way he treats you,
Look into the other side,
and let me save you.