these mottled mementos of a time past
blanket everything so damp and slimy
no longer cushioning my determined steps
as thousands keep slipping behind me.

you think that I'm wrong, but trust me I know
my third-eye, will only truth show

words spoken factual and true
reflect back twisted by you
ignoring the good seeking the bad
amusement parks the likes never had
far less fun never amusing
reflecting of all as mean and abusing

You need beaten, deserving not a lick
No, not with a fist, but rather a stick

kisses and hugs, bring me contentment deep
whips and knifes, its blood that you seek

You break it you buy it
the signs all do say.
But what of my heart
what price must you pay.

No value its priceless
no bill in your name.
The debt is not yours
and your not to blame.

hearts bled
from the day of our wed

hearts bled
from tears never shed

hearts bled
from words left unsaid

hearts bled
from arms never spread

hearts bled
from me working instead

Falsely accused, always defensive
A guilty verdict will never be found

Laws ever changing, new charges to file
A guilty verdict must be found

Believe what you will, when proof is not needed

If you loved me, you would fight for me...
why are you still fighting?

If you loved me, you wouldn't leave me...
why are you still here?

If you loved me, you could convince me...