Another day,
Another fight.
She can't take it anymore.
Will she leave tonight?
She might, but she's not sure.

Another mark,
Another bruise.
She can't get off the floor.
Will she find the strength, somehow,
To walk right out that door?

Put on some heavy make-up,
Cover up the clues.
Make sure that no one sees,
Her skin so Black and Blue.

But people have been asking;
She tells them she's okay.
She says it all is fine,
When really, all she wants to do
Is tell them that she's lying.

She wants someone to save her;
She can't find the strength herself.
But neither can she find the strength,
To tell somebody else.

Another day,
Another fight.
She can't take it anymore.