when i met you,
i lost almost everything,
but that didn't matter,
cos u was my friend.
my dreams and my thoughts,
hung on high emotion,
the fun and the games,
on course to collision
but who would of known,
as we lay in our bed,
that fist was a flyin,
right to my head
the blood drippin down
as i scream out in pain
the baby was cryin
this aint a game
my dreams where all shattered
all torn to pieces
the day you threw punches
and left me in weakness
my hopes n my thoughts
all drenched in my fear
the bruises id hide
id tell them no secrets
it took me a while
then i come to my sences
the last time u hit me,
i fell to the floor
the time had come
to walk through the door
i left with no feeling
of love or remourse
i left with my freedom
before it got torn |
