Daddy, Your Fists Are Hurting Me

Daddy's yelling, mummy's crying
They scream at each other
Their fragile love is dying
And it will kill my mother

I hear a glass smash
More tears as I hide my head
Then quick as a flash
Daddy turns on me instead

Daddy, please don't do this to me
Daddy you used to be my hero
Daddy you can make me happy
But you'd rather get up and go

Daddy you're fists are hurting me
Mummy your tears are inside me
Mummy one day we'll break free
Mummy just stand beside me

Daddy's got a knife in his hand
Mummy call the cops, save my life
Mummy! Don't you understand?
You just stand there when he has a knife!

My baby brother wakes and comes in
Sleepy eyed innocence, only four
He's scared, he's got goosebumps on his skin
He stands clutching mummy at the door

Daddy tells me he hates me, always has done
And he stabs the knife right through my tummy
Too late to scream, too late to run
Mummy, why are you walking away from me?

Daddy leaves, my brother leaves, and mummy has gone
I lay there in my own blood, crying
What did I ever do wrong?
All I ever did was love them, and for that I'm dying?

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