I Cry

I had a deck of cards when I was seven years old... I had a winning deal to, but then I had to fold... I couldn't deal with the feel of his hold My room was always dark when he came in His breath was hot and the sheets were thin He couldn't help but touch my skin He'd tell me he loved me but then he'd grab my throat On his every command I'd choke With every word I'd cry But then he'd scream and tell me to comply... I cry, I cry, I cry People have listened to my every lie I say I'm fine when I wanna die He'd touch me, love me I'd give a silent reply... I cry, I cry, I cry... Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...