| How does it feel? What did I do to deserve this? Why do you take it out on me? So you had a bad day at work You have to scream and yell at me You have to hold me by the neck Until you see my face go pale You tell me I should go to hell But you cry and threaten my life And tell me I am your wife You say you worship God, And study the bible But where in the good book Does it tell you to beat me? You hold me by thr throat You scream, but I cannot hear you. I cannot hear anything anymore I cannot feel the pain or see the blood THe cops come and cuff you As you cry over my body And ask why I am not breathing You are in cuffs at my funeral The other inmates beat you Until you cannot hear them yell You can no longer see the blood How does it feel? |