I Wouldn't Treat Her Like This

I wouldn't treat her like this

I've been watching her
Between two doors
Stuck in the hallway
It's overwhelming
Watching the light fade from her body

Too soft, so pale
Can't you see she's getting frail?
I see her distress
When he tells her to undress
He's getting vicious
Tore apart your pretty dress
I know you hate this

I haven't slept in weeks
This isn't who I wanted to be

I wouldn't treat her like this
I wouldn't treat her like this

I know it's bad for me
Stupid moth drawn to the flame
Clipped her wings inhaling kerosene
It's okay
Call me a fake when I suffocate
Sweetest affliction
Too scared to try another version

When did scissors become teddy bears?
Sharp comfort when I'm scared

I wouldn't treat her like this
I wouldn't treat her like this

Guilt on my wrist
Severance for the way I shouldn't have acted
By myself I've got a vengeance
Do I weigh on your conscience?
I know I do
I wouldn't treat her like this
So why do you?
I wouldn't treat her like this.



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Writer(s): Isle Rittmeyer
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