I Take the Blame - Magenta

Every morning

Every day’s the same

Spending all the day

Listening to complaints

Every evening laying in my bed

Every night wishing I was dead

You look at me like I don’t care

You look at me, I wish I’m not here

You look at me like I don’t care

You look at me, I wish I’m not here

Every minute, minute of the day

I watch you, watch you slip away

(Here we go)

This is what 12-year-old boy child said to his mother after they had poisoned

the child-molesting, wife-beating, alcoholic, son-of-a-bitch, excuse of a

father and husband.

(I take the blame, mommy. Daddy can’t hurt us no more. I know you’re safe

tonight.

I can make it through another day.)

And then the police came.

And every second, second of my heart

I pray to God,

Oh, please don’t let this start.

You look at me like I don’t care

You look at me, I wish I’m not here

You look at me like I don’t care

You look at me, I wish I’m not here