Texty: Have Nots. Proud. Louisville Slugger.

Tomorrow she'll put make-up on the bruises,
tomorrow she'll be making up excuses,
but I've known you since we were three,
what makes you think you can lie to me,
and I'm trying to respect your privacy,
despite the fact that it's killing me...

You say you love him but I don't know why,
he beats you up, he don't provide,
so you're stuck working doubles down at the local dive,
dodging dirty hands for a petty wage but you bottle up the rage cos you gotta survive...

I got a Louisville Slugger in the back of my ride,
make the call and I'll be there by your side,
hey girl you don't have to take that shit from anybody...

That sticky summer night in his backseat,
he made you bleed, planted his seed,
now you've got not one but two more mouths to feed,
I know you wanted your kid to have a dad but name is not the same as deed...

I know you know there's more to life than this,
taking the blame, the pain, whenever he gets pissed,
nothing stronger than a mother's love for her only kid,
except for maybe her battered bones, bruised by blows from his father's fists...

I got a Louisville Slugger in the back of my ride,
make the call and I'll be there by your side,
hey girl you don't have to take that shit from anybody,
got a Louisville Slugger in the back of my ride,
say the word and I'll make him fucking cry,
you are my friend I will defend until the end...

What happened to the girl that I once knew,
I remember way back when, when nobody could tell you what to do,
now you just sit there and let 'em turn the screws,
hey girl I've said my piece, the rest is up to you...

I got a Louisville Slugger in the back of my ride,
hey girl you gotta decide if this is how you wanna live your life,
trapped like a rat in a bad situation,
frozen by feelings of fear and frustration,
Louisville Slugger in the back of my ride,
it's yours for the taking, your rage more than justified,
seeing red, black and blue, and you know that it's true,
yeah you know he won't stop til you're through.