If i could
And I would
I'll go back to place I love the most
I'll go there and sent the post
A letter for my mother
How I wished I didn't met her
All the things you put me through
The only one I can blame is you
Why didn't you see
what it was doing to me
How could you let me came home afraid
Because when he came home late
I was scared to say something what was wrong
our conversation was never long
And if I said something
Then there he was; screaming
About the way I said
Who I've met
Or what I have done
The whole day long
It didn't matter to him
Why did I even begin?
Well, it became worse and worse
It all seemed like a big curse
Why didn't you say something about it?
Why did you allowed him to say that shit?
You made my live a living hell
Thank you , you did it very well.