With out a thought, I didn't move.
All that's left, another bruise.
A few scars that faded with age.
Another one to feel with his rage.
A tethered heart of stone.
Another hate filled groan.
To escape his grit teeth.
As he threw another punch at me.
His anger never dies.
So here tonight I lie.
On the cold stone floor.
He asks if I want some more.
I don't even try to move.
Cause I know, if I do...all I'll ever get is another bruise.
All that's left, another bruise.
A few scars that faded with age.
Another one to feel with his rage.
A tethered heart of stone.
Another hate filled groan.
To escape his grit teeth.
As he threw another punch at me.
His anger never dies.
So here tonight I lie.
On the cold stone floor.
He asks if I want some more.
I don't even try to move.
Cause I know, if I do...all I'll ever get is another bruise.
