There's blood on my walls,
And I think that it's false,
But I have never come so close,
Beneath the brawl,
We all must crawl,
Only to seek revenge,

Blood on my wrist,
And all over my fist,
I'm coming to an end,

There's blood on my arm,
It's like an alarm,
A constant reminder of what I am,

I am something so beaten,
So horribly treated,
By a loved one I know,

An only child,
Living in chaos so wild,
Her mind has been permanently changed,

Then a girl,
Just one girl,
With one little hope,
Just on little wish,
That dad would come home...