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I can see it in your eyes,
No one hears a soul that cries;
You've been hurt time and again,
Each time you believe in a friend;
A man came in, gave you sex,
But remain clueless to what's next;
He confessed to being in love with you,
Gave you much less when he hit you.

But I am not that man,
Who didn't understand...

You don't have to put your guard up alone,
To escape a world of endless harm;
Let me come in to make your house a home,
One that is both cozy and warm.

You put all faith in a man like him,
And lost all ways to love when he abuse them;
Took him in your house with trust,
But he manipulated you with his lust;
There were no feelings at all for you,
From the start only sex was for true;
It disgusts me how he calls himself a man,
Because he won't treat you like a real one can.

But I am not that man,
Who didn't understand...

You don't have to put your guard up alone,
To escape a world of endless harm;
Let me come in to make your house a home,
One that is both cozy and warm.