No more will i take it
no longer will i hide in corners
nor will i cry myself to sleep
no longer will i wait for you to become what i thought you were
No more will I take it
no longer will i believe you are good
nor will i bite my tongue
no longer will i hold in the hideous truth
no more will i take it
no longer will i wear that heavy make-up, the long sleeves, the sunglasses
nor will cover your many terrible sins
no longer will i be your submissive wife
no more will i take it
no longer will i let you hurt me
nor will i ask "why?"
no longer will i let these "bruises of love" hold me prisoner
no more will the infinite number of stars be my tears
no longer will i let you break me down
nor will i let you lie to me in your once convincing voice
no longer