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This Is Why

So you want the real story Once apon a time I committed a crime The details all too gory I speak my secrets when I sleep Discovered the hard way This is how he makes me stay This is why I am in trouble so deep He made me his wife So I stay in this hell To avoid a prison cell So this is the story of my life Beneath the tattoos that I wear You’ll see the many scars That are not from crashes or cars But you’ll only know if you really stare You see he was my best friend And he pushes me to be violent I retaliate and stay silent Unsure how this will end I torment him with many a sordid love affair Sex for him is sacred I just like to get naked You can’t force me to care He says I am too hard I have no heart He knew this from the start This is my winning card No one will ever get me whole I will always win Even if I pay using sin I have no heart no soul

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