make him pay

I know that he hurt you deep,
If I could I'd bust his teeth.
I'd punch him in the face every day,
Just so I could make him pay,
I'd put him in pain.
And down his tears would rain.
From miles around you'd hear him yell,
Begging to be dragged to hell.
Then when I'd be done,
Away he would run.
So now I pray,
To make him pay.