Gonna put you down down down
A radio plays in a dark room
A boy feels precarious peace
Where no-one can hurt him or take what was his
Heāll be safe til the morning, at least...
A woman is slave to her demons
She knows that she wonāt get to sleep
The promise she made as the radio played and the boy felt his heart skip a beat -
A new woman comes with a promise
To love and protect him from pain
A beautiful blonde that he starts to call Mom but the trust that he has is in vain
The father is frightened and angry
They fight - terrifying the boy
He shakes in his bed wishing he could be dead, holding on to his puppy and toys
As time presses on he can see it
His Real Mom doesnāt come āround
The fights are like bombs between Dad and New Mom
With a pillow, he blocks out the sound
He tells Real Mom that heās finished
She never shows up or calls
To finally see her like once in a year
Itās just not worth the violence at all
Gonna put you down down down
All Daddyās days now are bad days
Heās irritable, cold and heās cruel
Only answers with screams
And a counsellor is sought by the school
A decade of shit is to follow
The boyās become angry and wild
Heās not thinking straight and heās starting to hate the cold bitch who erased all the smiles
He grows into manhood awkwardly
With feelings he canāt understand
Heās popular, talented, quick with a joke
But the truth is itās all slight of hand
Heās searching for someone to love him
The ones that just may, always go
His brooding, mercurial, dangerous light
Is a tempest wrapped up in a bow
Heāll do anything for her perfect heart
All the love he had missed from the start
And his mind just goes to places so dark
And heās alone again beside the one he loves most
And the struggles mount and he tries to conquer this perversion. to destroy himself
And decades pass and the lovers last
Before she can find the courage to leave
And a few more years are just a lie about true love that she chooses to weave
What could never be has come to pass
Her love is gone - killed by his entropy
Sheās gone. Same as the other one. Same as the one before that. Same as everybody who swore theyād be there
Donāt tell me about true love
Donāt tell me you have a hand in it
Let me tell you what I fucking know
And that, my friend, is abandonment
