Blood running from the side of her mouth,
He told her she's worthless;
The next day he smiled at her,
And said it was a moment of weakness.
He kissed her cheek,
And said it would never happen again;
But she knew it would,
The only question was when.
No tell me who she can trust,
When lying's no longer a sin?
Who can she follow,
When the losers really win?