He doesn’t want to hear you
No one is listening anyway
Just shut up. Shut up now
Just like you heard him holler and say
No one is listening.
He will make up some lie anyway
Save your breath
save a breath, tomorrow morning and go.
do not let the lies hide the truth
Be lost not found
uncouth abound
the scars and bruises, although hidden, will show
Every time that big mouth and fist came down with a blow
Its way past time for you to go
Why are you still here?
As if your life is something you owe
Maybe for once
Well, maybe not, no
Scars tell tales of woe
Will someone finally know?
Yes, the bruises will show
No one will care, bud in they won’t dare
He will use his career against me
But it’s really an act
He will tell his lies as if they are matter of fact
How will you survive?
Like a bum on skid row?
Oh this fear and this shame
All wound up with his blame
No one will ever want you ya know
You’re battered and lame
He yells loud that it’s so
When he leaves the house with you in tow
He’s making sure you don’t tell a soul
His denial will just add to your damage
No one will listen to you though
For now just shut your mouth and lie low
No one is listening
Right next door
They hear your screams and cries and ignore
Just shut your mouth maybe tomorrow you go
It is because of you this happens
You deserved it, you are low
– Sheryl Platzer-Sartin / i-freebird © 2014
