She has no where to go, this time you have gone to low:
So low that her back is pressed against the floor, she cant go through this anymore;
She doesn't know which way she should turn left or right either way she's gonna end up with a blade in her spine;
Man you should have thought about the way you treated her, as she prayed to god that the next day would be different, no more more pain, no more bruises, no more loses;
As a mountain towers over the ground you towered over her, her tears making a river that she could only wish would carry her and the baby away;
As her soul got stronger you got weaker, within each year, month, week, day, hour, minute, and second she saw her future without you, smiles and with her safely holdin' her son.
Then came the day where you dared touch her baby boys skin, and then the "BOOM" rang out that deadly shot silenced your heart.