Drink, drink, yell, yell, hit hit
The little girl is the target
Swing and throw until she falls down
Go to the lake and try to drown

Tell her mean things, get in her head
Hit her until she cried and bleed
Make her feel ugly, make her feel gross
Make her think she is at fault the most

Drink till your stumbling, falling on the ground
Then spend the day hitting her and laying around
Dont let her be happy, dont let her smile
To make her sad, go the extra mile

Want her to go, want her to die
Want to watch her deteriorate, and watch her cry
Watch her melt, and feel confused
These are the affects of being abused

She tries to escape, she tried and tried
But she is still there, and she is dead inside
Physically she finally leaves
And things should get better she truly believes

But it never goes, the pain that she knew
She never feels happy, she is always blue
She thought she escaped him, because that would be fair
But fair isnt real, she feels like she is still there

Drink, drink, yell, yell, hit, hit
The little girl is the target
Swing and throw till she falls down
Go to the lake and try to drown