When the tables turn
A sickly smile, traced in red
Hides what's underneath
The pain
The hurt
She cries
A pale fist, as hard a stone
Hits her soft skin
The pain
The hurt
She hides
A shrill scream, resounds
Ignored by those who hear
The pain
The hurt
They lie
A woman, who's had enough
Stops him in his tracks
The power
The strength
She smiles..
Hides what's underneath
The pain
The hurt
She cries
A pale fist, as hard a stone
Hits her soft skin
The pain
The hurt
She hides
A shrill scream, resounds
Ignored by those who hear
The pain
The hurt
They lie
A woman, who's had enough
Stops him in his tracks
The power
The strength
She smiles..