People walk past her and give her the ‘look’
She’s so naive she thinks it’s about her book
But it’s all because the woman’s been divorced.
It was all through no fault of her own
After the wedding, his true colors shown
She was left dealing with an abusive man.
She went to work with a big black eye
Told everyone she’d fallen after getting high
And everyone seemed to believe the lie.
At night she sits alone and cries
Inside her heart the dream dies
She is left wondering whether to live or not.
Years go by and children were born
He grew worse and she was torn
Does she answer this by walking out on him?
So when you speak ill of a woman’s pain
What good is there really to gain
When you aren’t the one he punched every fucking night?
This morning is the woman’s wake
She couldn’t handle her terrible mistake
So now you’ll have nothing to leer as you walk past.