I have a confession to make...
And you, you probably don't want to hear it, but...I just need a moment.
But before I do can I ask you a question?
Do you remember, Mac Attack?
Do you remember the days where hearing each others voices was never enough to satisfy our hunger for each others company?
Do you remember the days that our "I love you's" flew up into the night sky giving birth to a star that's intensity tripled the suns?
Tell me...do you remember?
Do you remember the day that our bodies became one and our souls did a dance that even the earth couldn't match as it twirls around the sun?
Nothing could compare to that moment when my toes curled and my back arched and I screamed for you.
"I love you."
We made love and you asked me...
You asked me if you could make me feel like the most beautiful woman in this world.
You asked me to be your queen and if you could grace my temple with...pure delight.
You asked me...
You asked me if you could be mine and mine alone.
Going from 2 to 1 was easy, but going from 2 to 1...and 1 was much, much harder.
Let you and your "bad-ass" friend roll into my safe have where a family of jewels reside
And pound it with your words
And look at it with your bloodshot eyes
And scream at the top of your lungs.
How easily it was for me to become coal...
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me the truth!
You can't handle the truth because I couldn't handle the truth my own damn self!
Even the woman's canvas, which resembles yours to a "T", couldn't handle it.
Mac Attack, hear me! Please, Listen!
You never understood! You will never understand!
Today, tomorrow, next week, 5 years from now I will weep and you would have never known why because...
Because he pushed...
And he groped...
And he forced...
And he handled..And he disabled, And he penetrated,
And he took, He Took, HE Took, HE TOok, HE TOOk, HE TOOK!
He never asked me...
He never asked me.
He never asked if I wanted to feel beautiful or if I could be his queen.
He simply took what he wanted.
And I screamed, I screamed for you.
And I pushed, I pushed for you.
And I scratched, I scratched for you.
And I fought, I Fought, I FOUght, I FOUGHt, I FOUGHT!
And...I lost...
Because we were no longer two.
And all of the innocence that I had left was no longer my own.
You couldn't save me. I couldn't even save myself.
An infinite number of showers couldn't wash him off of me.
The filth, the stench, the heat, the sweat, makes me sick. Lust, what a tragedy!
And I would rather you hate me...
I would rather you hate me for the rest of your life before I let you see my scars...
Before I let you see my tears...before I let you hear me scream.
So please, please listen.
My heart is wide open.
So Mac Attack, do me a favor?
Don't let my heart be your battlefield anymore...