Abuse your body and call it love.
I hear the stories; the bruises speak for themselves.
You think we're blind because we are young.
I'm old enough to know now my age made me dumb.
I should have yelled and forced someone to hear those
things we thought were better left unsaid. Is now too late?
It dominates my head. Those things we thought were better
left unsaid. I could not choose a way. A choice that wasn't
mine to make. Just make him go away. But if you're happy
then i'm glad you found him. God, please help her find her
way. A choice that wasn't mine to make. Just make him go
away. Will she be happy when she finally finds herself? Does
she know she has our help? Why do i even bother? We left
those things unsaid. It hurts to talk but i'm starting to wish i
did. We left those things unsaid. They hurt to hear. Why do i
bother? Some things are better off left unsaid.
