Lisa Pressman

Teacher, Mother, Sister, Daughter


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Teacher, mother, sister, daughter
Betrayed by her husband
By the one who said he loved her

Love, desire, is disturbed, expired
Madness takes its place
Wearing a familiar face

Raped, ravaged, assaulted, damaged
Sorry is not enough
Your sorrow is nowhere near enough

She wants what you took away
She wants what you can't replace
She wants what you laid your hands on
She wants what you laid to waste

She wants life, living, trust, and no more hitting
Wash the blood from your hands
Wash it away if you can

She's hurting, crying, confused, but trying
It's not her fault
Tell her it's not her fault

She wants what you took away
She wants what you can't replace
She wants what you laid your hands on
She wants what you laid to waste

Spouses, parents, lovers, assailants
Look at the damage you've done
Look at the damage you've done

Teacher, mother, sister, daughter
Destroyed by her husband
By the one who said he loved her


Autor(es): TIM PONZEK