She's inviting heartache, to come home cause she's starving for hope   that maybe "baby" won't be pushed around.  She wears makeup to cover up the signs that she's naked behind her lies,   but truth be told when daddy's home tonight....    Get up, last call for another round  stand up, you're due for anight on the town  Go home, his shots aren't the way to go down    Deep eyes, but even deeper wounds, her face is too transparent, she   can't hide it, she can't hide it anymore, so scream now or forever live   in hell, her silence isn't virtue, so open wide or try to hide cause   here he comes...    It's not her fault     Typical words, typical slurs, everynight is the same, it can't get   worse  She can't hide it, she can't fight it, she can sit through his shit   without crying