The proof was there
Violence, hard in his eyes
Danger clear as day
Irresistible, he was
She turned her back
Walked into his arms
Nothings been the same
Black eyes, bruises in places not
seen
With her eyes cast down
She walks home
She's in no rush
But if she don't hurry
He'll be mad
Every day it gets worse
But she won't leave
She claims to love him
He claims to love her
But what kind of love
has violence and daily beatings?
