Million dollar baby girl in the lower middle cla**
With a Maglite right beneath her pillow
And though she's never been a boxer by choice
She's known to act oak, you never catch her a willow
She the calm type, you see the small scars
Creepin' down her arms, peeking from them long sleeves, right
She keeps 'em weak in the knees, but she stay out of sight
And when the school bell rings, it's goodnight
Or might as well be, he never sees her around
But he looks for weeks now, he's been maybe tomorrow, he's shook
He sees those bruises and he needs to please her
Plus, he don't wanna go home either
Gives her a look, they pa**, copies down a poem from a schoolbook
Gives it to her after hesitation, whoops his a**, she took it fast
Lost like all sensation in her hands and braced herself gracefully
Sturdy where she stands
Humble mumbling, pa**ing the words, fumbling
Nothing discouraging, just nerves, drumming up the courage
Something 'bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/
Somethin' or something that he read
It caught her right beneath the armor
Cauterized thought of any blunt force trauma
Ain't no way he could harm her
When the curse leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales
Some people seem to call that home, but some souls roam
Keep riding till the cycle is broke
We don't gotta go through nothin' alone
When the curse leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales
Some people seem to call that home, but some souls roam
Keep riding till the cycle is broke
We don't gotta go through nothin' alone
She's in to weather the whole storm
Huggin' on her prince, his hands to skin warm
Quick out the door, no note, no forlorn
'Cause all they heard was, "Papa don't hit me no more."
But they couldn't seem to keep the swelling down
How they regretting ever letting out this third child born
But things are getting better now, cozy sweater now
With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves, worn down
And boy is similar, noise minimal
Toy criminal joys simple when someone's found it in you
Somehow it boosts the individual, that bluish hue is mutual
They make love gently
So aware of each others bruises
And sorta scared they could lose this
Trust, bury the blues, somewhere it won't bear roots
But is this boy where the truth is? She's spooked, see?
Fruit never seems to fall far from the useless
Branch that its attached to
And quacks say if he's beat up, he's bound to smack you
She's down to step back now, if he ever get loud
She couldn't be proud of whatever she might do
But it's the first time she ever felt touched
That didn't bring her to hush like something was being done to her
That unscrews her, she loosens with the booze
Her hinge can stay bent, addressing her dude's wounds
Regressing to bedrooms, where fools ignored don't
He's not one of them tools that screws nuts and bolts
And she know that (and she know that)
And she know that, but she holds back and she hope that
He see the way she flinch, 'cause it's knee-jerk to brace for attack
Even if he's only rubbing her back, I mean
And even if it's like the deck has been stacked
It's not an act, he's really loving her back
Hold your heart up
"Never raise your hand."
She says that with her grown up voice
I'm yours now, just like a child
"Please, don't be scared now."
The words click, a piece finally fits
"I love you." They say that with they lips
"Never raise your hand."
She says that with her grown up voice
I'm yours now, just like a child
"Please, don't be scared now."
The words click, a piece finally fits
"I love you." They say that with they lips
When the curse leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales
Some people seem to call that home, but some souls roam
Keep riding till the cycle is broke
We don't gotta go through nothin' alone
When the curse leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales
Some people seem to call that home, but some souls roam
Keep riding till the cycle is broke
We don't gotta go through nothin' alone