When I return home from school
I see Mom and Dad fight a lot
And I am the only audience
To a wrestling match that’s fought
…
Daddy punches her in the gut
Poor Mommy shouts, “It’s a crime.”
But Daddy pays no heed to her
Because Daddy wins all the time
…
They come to blows so easily
I think they simply must love to fight
They always fight during the day
Sometimes they even fight at night
…
Daddy has no bruise to name
While Mom’s got scars on her face
Dad always takes the winning prize
While Mommy keeps second place
…
Sometimes I really wonder if
They would for once just cease to fight
It’s hard to get my homework done
Without any sort of calm or quiet
…
Today on returning home from school
I was greeted by an unusual sight
There was no sound of violence
There was no sound of a fight
…
Mom stood smiling in the kitchen
Dad lay bloodied on the floor
No more fights there’ll be in this house
Mommy has now settled the score

I thought it was love
When we used to laugh together
Though the joke was always on me
…
I thought it was love
When you introduced me to your friends
And we spent hours together
Laughing, and having the time of our lives
Though the joke was always on me
…
But then I realised
That you actually thought me a fool
That you relished making fun of me
In front of your friends
In front of everyone
I thought it was love
But the joke was on me
…
But I forgive you
For you weren’t laughing
When I stabbed you
A hundred times
You didn’t laugh
When I exchanged
Your laughter for screams
You didn’t laugh
When I wrote on the wall
With your very blood
LOL
I thought it was love
Now the joke’s on you