The Chase

Woman in turmoil Woman of scorn I am tired of your crazy games Five years have gone You did me wrong Your lustful ways Made me strong Don't get me wrong I still wish you gone As you brought me, lifelong pain Till this day you still cannot explain Why you choose to dig at my grave God alone knows, Why, you still have the nerve To follow me around like a hound Please understand that you and I will never bond As you are the cause that my children wear these bruise But rest asure that Jesus brought a cure and gave us more There is no need for you to keep score and make us your everyday chore.