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'' The Victim Was Me ''
Don't go to work,
It's so unjust,
I was the jerk,
Giving her my trust.
Interested in wealth,
Nothing more,
Bad for my health,
Made my life a chore.
Claimed she was ill,
Suffering depression,
There is no pill,
For blatant aggression.
Knocked black and blue,
Suffered many abuses,
What happened to you?
I made up excuses.
When in a rage,
I would walk away,
Children of an age,
Where they couldn't stay.
I took many a beating,
For the sake of the kids,
When she started cheating,
My life hit the skids.
When I took the fall,
They refused to see,
Though I gave it my all,
‘' The Victim Was Me ‘'
It's so unjust,
I was the jerk,
Giving her my trust.
Interested in wealth,
Nothing more,
Bad for my health,
Made my life a chore.
Claimed she was ill,
Suffering depression,
There is no pill,
For blatant aggression.
Knocked black and blue,
Suffered many abuses,
What happened to you?
I made up excuses.
When in a rage,
I would walk away,
Children of an age,
Where they couldn't stay.
I took many a beating,
For the sake of the kids,
When she started cheating,
My life hit the skids.
When I took the fall,
They refused to see,
Though I gave it my all,
‘' The Victim Was Me ‘'
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`` The Victim Was Me ``
`` The Victim Was Me ``
