Beat me up with your wordsIt’s no different from what I have to bear at homeGo on play with my feelingsBruise me with your fists, I dare youBecause we both know my boyfriend hits meAnd yours is a saint of godsYou could abuse me verballyYou could destroy me emotionallyAnd you could certainly hurt me physicallyBut I promise you, I won’t breakCause there’s nothing you could give me,That I can’t take and give back more
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