After dark, when she came home
You yelled and screamed, and raised your tone
Down her face fell one little tear
As you yelled “bitch get me another beer”
How was she going to survive another day
Even with a child on the way
She tried to do her best
The cooking the cleaning, and all of the rest
It was never good enough
Her mother told her to stay tough
Her mothers no longer here
To save her from the fear
One day she decided “I can’t do this anymore”
And kicked his ass right out the door
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