Shimmer powder wont cover those bruises,
Mascara wont hide those dull eyes,
Pretty words wont disguise excuses,
Music won’t bury those loud lamenting cries.

Sunglasses wont obscure those tear tracks,
Long sleeves wont cloak those scars,
New piercings wont alter the facts,
Blush wont put him behind bars.

New sheets wont erase those nights,
Manicures wont change what he said,
A spa day wont make things right,
High heels wont keep secret how you fled.

Shimmer powder wont cover those bruises,
Perfume wont veil his smell,
A tan won’t change his abuses,
But a smile will damn him to hell.