I was a girl, you were "the man."
I was too young to understand.
I was naive, I just believed everything that you told me.
Said you were strong, protecting me.
Then I found out that you were weak.
Keepin' me there, under your thumb 'cause you were scared that I'd become much more than you could handle.
Shining like a chandelier that decorated every room inside the private hell we built, and I dealt with it.
Like a kid I wished I could fly away but instead I kept my tears inside 'cause I knew if I started I'd keep crying for the rest of my life with you.
I finally built up the strength to walk away.
Don't regret it but I still live with the side effects.
Wakin' up scared some nights still dreaming 'bout the violent times.
Still little protective 'bout the people that I let inside.
Still little defensive thinking folks be tryin' to run my life.
Still little depressed inside, I fake a smile and deal with the side effects.
Vacant inside, no one was there.
Couldn't be real, had to keep quiet.
Once in awhile, put up a fight.
It's just too much, night after night.
After awhile I would just lie,
You were dead wrong, said you was right.
Did what I could, just to survive.
Couldn't believe this was my life,
Flickering like a candle, doing my best to handle sleeping with the enemy aware that he was smothering every last part of me.
So I broke away and finally found the strength to breathe...
Forgive but I can't forget.
Every day I deal with this.
I live with the side efffects, but I ain't gonna let them get the best of me...