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Tired of abuse
Slap...slap...slap
That's the sound of your hand across my face
You tell me I'm worthless
Repeatedly you'll tell me ill never amount to anything
My dreams you take and destroy them
I make up excuses for the bruises you leave on my skin
A bad attitude you have
You've lost your cool to many times
Didn't your mother tell you it's not right to hit a woman?
I put up with all your cruel comments
Every flaw of mine you point out
Brining me down Is one of your specialties
People ask me why I don't leave you ?
Truth is I feel chained down to you
My mother use to tell me I'm stronger than the enemy
In this house with you I don't belong
I'm picking up my pieces and putting them together
Everyday I pray to God
He's helped me build up my courage
I'm gathering my things cause I'm leaving you tonight
I'm tired of your abuse
That's the sound of your hand across my face
You tell me I'm worthless
Repeatedly you'll tell me ill never amount to anything
My dreams you take and destroy them
I make up excuses for the bruises you leave on my skin
A bad attitude you have
You've lost your cool to many times
Didn't your mother tell you it's not right to hit a woman?
I put up with all your cruel comments
Every flaw of mine you point out
Brining me down Is one of your specialties
People ask me why I don't leave you ?
Truth is I feel chained down to you
My mother use to tell me I'm stronger than the enemy
In this house with you I don't belong
I'm picking up my pieces and putting them together
Everyday I pray to God
He's helped me build up my courage
I'm gathering my things cause I'm leaving you tonight
I'm tired of your abuse
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