Paroles: Kinks. A Little Bit of Abuse.

One on the nose, one on the chin
You bruise so easy, so why stay with him?
He uses you just like a human punching bag

But you don't complain, you're too scared to speak
Anyway, it only really hurts you when you laugh and when you eat
But you can't break the pattern, week after week

The bruises show
But he must be special otherwise you'd just get up and go

You'll never let us know, exactly how you feel
What's the use, the cynics say it's no excuse
You keep running back just to get a little bit of abuse
You say, "It's okay", but I say that, "It's not right"
You wind him up, now you're living in fear
You keep going back but it ends in tears, oh

That's quite a cut on the side of your head
Is it from his fist, or did you really fall out of bed?
Oh, so uncouth excuse me, is this your tooth?

Why do you stay, no one knows?
Do you really love him or are you too scared to go?
You're always nervous and on the edge of tears

You cry alone but you never tell us
What it's like when you get back home

No one will ever know because you never show
What's the use, everyone says you've got no excuse
You keep running back just to get a little bit of abuse
You say, "It's okay", but I say that, "It's not right"
Oh, it's your secret, it's your life, who am I to criticize?
It takes two sides to know it's true
And maybe he'll stay in love with you
No one will ever know because you never show