I canāt say, what I need to say
Coz the law, doesnāt work in that way
Unreasonable doubt led me to you
Thatās what datingās all about when youāre new
Iām sorry I didnāt know
That when you raped me, I should have moaned
Iām sorry that the police didnāt see
How you threatened, choked, and belittled me
I guess itās on me
The tears of hope, are salting the wounds
The pressure to cope, is flooding the room
A daylight hour and a whisper there
Is midnight to, the realm of fear
Itās here.











