She waits at the home   To call him on the phone   She doesn't know where he's been all night   He's looking for a fight   He's drunk again, he stumbles in   He's looking to use her body too      She's sad again   The marks he left can't be hidden anymore   She feels so bad   But she'll love him until she dies   Whether it's by his hand   Or her own      Five weeks late   She didn't know it didn't hurt   She doesn't know what to say   So she starts to cry      She doesn't know where to go   She doesn't have a home   She doesn't know what to do with her life   The blood running down her leg   It's not from her heart, but the baby