They don’t see it.
They don’t have to.
The grapevine’s going insane.

Blood wiped away.
A scar remains.
Pains played off.
Bruises just the same
She doesn’t want it.
Don’t think she ever did
Oh, he loves her.
5 years the same lie .
He hits.
He blames.
He’ll kick.
He’ll blame.
All ending with resolution
…sorry…

…I love you…