As you lay your hand on my inner thigh and grip as though your life depends on it, even though I said not tonight.
But it's okay because you say you love me
The way you beat me down then hug me and say it will be okay.
But it's okay because you say you love me
The way you yell at me when I don't do what you say. You look at me, say I'm worthless, yet you appreciate me you say.
So I guess it's okay because you say you love me
In the evenings when I'm not in the mood but you force yourself onto me.
But it's okay because you say you love me
But as I read and see these abused women I start to wonder
Do you?
I start to realize that you only say you love me to justify your abuse
And that's not okay, even if you say you love me.
