Listen "The Grip"
Episode Synopsis
In the eye of the storm
You retreat black and blue
As the spark dissipated
He’s still burning you
But “I’m happy” you say
Fill your world with excuses
And pull down your sleeves
To hide scars from view
Then button your blouse
To cover a bruise
He is the poison that runs through your varicose veins
Always in sight he is binding you tight with his chains
You are a canvas daubed with paint
His purple handprints decorate
The marks that show how much he loves you now
It wasn’t in your wedding vows
Destroy, Destroy, Destroy
“But every couple have their rows”
Disloyal, Disloyal, Disloyal
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always cut you down
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always put you down
At the start you were strong
But then gradually worn
By disgust in his eyes
At the things you did wrong
But just now and again
He gives you some glimpses
Of who he once was
A smile at the bar
He is the poison that runs through your varicose veins
Always in sight he is binding you tight with his chains
You are a canvas daubed with paint
His purple handprints decorate
The marks that show how much he loves you now
It wasn’t in your wedding vows
Destroy, Destroy, Destroy
“But every couple have their rows”
Disloyal, Disloyal, Disloyal
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always cut you down
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always put you down
He smiles just enough to make you hesitate
A rose on your pillow means he’ll maybe change his ways
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always cut you down
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always put you down
You retreat black and blue
As the spark dissipated
He’s still burning you
But “I’m happy” you say
Fill your world with excuses
And pull down your sleeves
To hide scars from view
Then button your blouse
To cover a bruise
He is the poison that runs through your varicose veins
Always in sight he is binding you tight with his chains
You are a canvas daubed with paint
His purple handprints decorate
The marks that show how much he loves you now
It wasn’t in your wedding vows
Destroy, Destroy, Destroy
“But every couple have their rows”
Disloyal, Disloyal, Disloyal
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always cut you down
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always put you down
At the start you were strong
But then gradually worn
By disgust in his eyes
At the things you did wrong
But just now and again
He gives you some glimpses
Of who he once was
A smile at the bar
He is the poison that runs through your varicose veins
Always in sight he is binding you tight with his chains
You are a canvas daubed with paint
His purple handprints decorate
The marks that show how much he loves you now
It wasn’t in your wedding vows
Destroy, Destroy, Destroy
“But every couple have their rows”
Disloyal, Disloyal, Disloyal
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always cut you down
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always put you down
He smiles just enough to make you hesitate
A rose on your pillow means he’ll maybe change his ways
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always cut you down
You’re never smart
You’re never pretty
He will always put you down
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