Delilah

I'll tell the story from the victim's side
How you abused your foreign wife
Killed her kin and ran away
Cause all you do is brag and rage

I took a risk and I got it right
Such a big man but not so bright
Never saw what I was up to
Can't grasp that I wouldn't love you

Well, I'm not sorry I fought back
Sad little Samson met his match
I'm not afraid to pry and pester
As I rise up and avenge my sister

I was upfront when I asked you how
To break your strength and tear you down
You laughed and lied and led me on
Thought you'd always be strong

Did you forget your mother's word?
"Samson, your strength is from the Lord"
The gift was not a guarantee
Of your immortality

And I'm not sorry I fought back
Sad little Samson met his match
I'm not afraid to pry and pester
As I rise up and avenge my sister

I never deceived you
Our game was more than fair
What made you believe
A woman wouldn't cut your hair?

Well, I'm not sorry I fought back
Sad little Samson met his match
I'm not afraid to pry and pester
As I rise up and avenge my sister
I rise up