The Broken Door

broken door

 

What keeps you there, staying with that man

When all he is, is abusive and inhuman?

Everyday he stabs with words meant to tear right through ya.

Haven’t you learned from your mother before

Those wretched cries and the broken door

Couldn’t you see the broken hallelujah?

 

So yeah you say you’re in love with him

When even you know when he says he’s at the gym

That what he says is untrue; he’s just lyin’ to ya.

Get up and leave; what’s wrong with you?

Don’t you remember the abuse from your father too?

Leave before he destroys your hallelujah!

 

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

 

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