My love said he was angry
the last time I saw him here.
He yelled at me and called me names
then hit me with a chair
But still, when he was done,
he claimed he'd always be there.
He claimed he'd never leave.
As I was laying there.

My love said that he loved me
the first time he saw me there
While the wind blew about my hair
And he said he'd always love me
And he said he'd always care.
T'was no harm to be done there
There was no harm anywhere.

My love told me about her
And told me I shouldn't cry.
He said there was a reason why.
So I tried not to cry,
but I didn't try hard enough,
because he looked me in the eyes
Slapped me clean across my face
But still, him, I could not despise.

My love told me that he loved me
as he left the room with her
in the sheets that we once shared
The stench of lust stuck in the air.
So I finally got up and did what I truly couldn't bear
to hear of a wife do to her husband
never in a million years.

I told my love I loved him
as I backed him to a corner
With a hot knife in my hand
Weight of one hundred boulders
And when I finished one machine
I went along to his mechanic
Who he claimed was not to stay
And, over her, he commanded me not to panic.

I told my love I loved him as I put his things away.
I told my love I loved him as I hid his whore away.
I told my love I loved him as I said "See you one day."
But that day was not today,
But that day was not today.