Free

I used to be so timid and shy Is that why you were so eager to be by my side I never knew what love was until I met you I thought it was all too good to be true And it was... When you call me to your bed You don't know how scared I am I warn you to be gentle but what's the use By morning there will always be a bruise You want your breakfast hot And if it's not Never mind the fact that I don't know when you'll wake up So I brace myself for the upper cut The wretched names you call me Do not bother me much But it's like a dagger in the soul When you make the children watch Friends and family tell me to leave but they don't understand There is so much more at hand He's done a damn good job playing dictator And now somehow I second guess, 'Maybe this is all I'm good for...' I have felt the sting of poisoned love The caress of happily never after I have held the hand of undeserved punishment And tasted the kiss of disaster I have watched the roses wither And their deliverer evolve into this monster Whose handy-work rests on my brow As my hope vanishes faster I have embraced the agony For life grants me no other I have awakened from the darkest nightmares Just to be tossed into another I have contemplated an escape And it shall happen sooner or later And even if I must be dead I shall be freer then Than what I've been...