Enough - Part II
The room goes cold and dark
My wife stands over me
The bloodstain leaves the telling mark
Oh why, oh why, could I never see
I truly loved her so
Deep inside I was broken
If only she could know
How the demon was woken
I was just little a boy
My father towering tall
For every scattered toy
His heavy hand would fall
When I became a man
I found a loving wife
And taught her with a firm hand
A woman's place in life
With every strike I threw
The boy inside would cry
But what was I to do
I never questioned why
As the blood pooled round me
And I heard her sobbing cries
Was my love so hard to see
As I slowly closed my eyes
Never would I beat my child
The way that he beat me
His mighty fists swung wild
On a little boy of three
I beat my loving wife
Now here my life does fade
I pray oh Lord, a good life
To her and my unborn babe
My life slowly ebbs away
I take her hand in mine
Words of love I cannot say
I hope she'll know in time
With every bottle that I drank
The boy in me would drown
Deeper and deeper the pain sank
Till the memory could not be found
I had turned into my father
A weak and hate filled man
Tormented by anger
A sad and weary man
Drink could not remove the pain
Now, as life flowed out of me
Pooling in a crimson stain
I knew that she had set me free
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