Wicked Games

(Verse 1)

She thought his love was something true,

But looking back, it was a lie, a cruel facade.

He lied and cheated, hurt and broke her down,

Jealous, angry, isolating her from her crowd.

(Verse 2)

Wishing for escape, to break free from his hold,

Numbing the pain with a blade, a story untold.

Blood flowing down her arms, a physical stain,

An endless cycle of pain, tomorrow the same again.

(Chorus)

He wore her down with wicked games,

Controlling, possessive, fueling the flames.

Bruises hidden beneath her make-up’s disguise,

Silently crying in the bathroom, longing to rise.

(Bridge)

He apologizes with flowers, a charming display,

But nothing ever changes, the hurt remains in play.

Wanting to escape this life, this world of despair,

Would she even be missed? Does anyone care?

(Verse 3)

She lays in bed at night, lonely and afraid,

Switching off her feelings, her emotions fade.

Becoming numb to his behavior, the endless charade,

Will this ever, ever end? Will she ever be saved?

(Chorus)

He wore her down with wicked games,

Controlling, possessive, fueling the flames.

Bruises hidden beneath her make-up’s disguise,

Silently crying in the bathroom, longing to rise.

(Verse 4)

Nightmares haunt her sleep, a constant fear,

Traumatized by the darkness, year after year.

She lies awake, a prisoner of her mind,

Lost in the echoes of the past, unkind.

(Verse 5)

A captive of his cruelty, her spirit confined,

Haunted by the night, a peace she cannot find.

Bruises on her soul, a wound that won’t heal,

A prisoner of the past, a pain she feels.

(Bridge)

He apologizes with flowers, a charming display,

But nothing ever changes, the hurt remains in play.

Wanting to escape this life, this world of despair,

Would she even be missed? Does anyone care?

(Chorus)

He wore her down with wicked games,

Controlling, possessive, fueling the flames.

Bruises hidden beneath her make-up’s disguise,

Silently crying in the bathroom, longing to rise.

(Outro)

But somewhere deep inside, a flicker remains,

A spark of hope, breaking free from the chains.

She’ll find the strength, she’ll find her way,

A new dawn awaits, a brighter day.

Controlling, possessive, fueling the flames.

Bruises hidden beneath her make-up’s disguise,

Silently crying in the bathroom, longing to rise.

(Outro)

But somewhere deep inside, a flicker remains,

A spark of hope, breaking free from the chains.

She’ll find the strength, she’ll find her way,

A new dawn awaits, a brighter day.