Straight face
When he comes home she crawls around
He breaks her down, beats her to the ground
When he comes home she doesn’t make a sound
All she wants is for him to be proud
He breaks her down, beats her to the ground
When he comes home she doesn’t make a sound
She walks with a worthless song
Every step on earth feels like a tour
Never feeling at home when he comes home
Private property signs make her jump
And every welcome leaves her with doubt
Oh honey where does that leave you?
With a broken spirit and a straight face?
Oh darling where did you lose yourself?
Is there any way to retrace?
I don’t know how to help you but you seem to be stuck in that place
Oh honey where does that leave you?
With a broken spirit and a straight face?
Trust only for the stronger to feel
A certain weakness in her definition and appeal
Constantly following
Only leading the way on her guilt trips
Sorrow and tears
Deserving to be called crazy all those years
Sympathy only looks her way at the loss of sanity
When he comes home she crawls around
He breaks her down, beats her to the ground
When he comes home she doesn’t make a sound
All she wants is for him to be proud
He breaks her down, beats her to the ground
When he comes home she doesn’t make a sound
Oh honey where does that leave you?
With a broken spirit and a straight face?
Oh darling where did you lose yourself?
Is there any way to retrace?
I don’t know how to help you but you seem to be stuck in that place
Oh honey where does that leave you?
With a broken spirit and a straight face?
When he comes home pretty things are judged
Thus as a plain figure she stands beneath him
When he comes home
Food made and dishes spotless
Hands old and eyes tired
Yet she stands when he comes home
As he walks around without shame
Holding a shiny girl’s young hand
Don’t hate the player, hate the game
Oh honey where does that leave you?
With a broken spirit and a straight face?
Oh darling where did you lose yourself?
Is there any way to retrace?
I don’t know how to help you but you seem to be stuck in that place
Oh honey where does that leave you?
With a broken spirit and a straight face?
There in the broken ice she stands
He is safe and warm inside
When he comes home she prefers the cold
And so she will live up to the bitter
And deserve it when he comes home
When he comes home she crawls around
He breaks her down, beats her to the ground
When he comes home she doesn’t make a sound
All she wants is for him to be proud
He breaks her down, beats her to the ground
When he comes home she doesn’t make a sound
Oh honey where does that leave you?
With a broken spirit and a straight face?
Oh darling where did you lose yourself?
Is there any way to retrace?
I don’t know how to help you but you seem to be stuck in that place
Oh honey where does that leave you?
With a broken spirit and a straight face?
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