(A heavy-metal lyric based on abusive relationships. Two opinions I share: "There is nothing lower than a wifebeater."--J. Michael Straczynski. "The first time a woman is a victim; every time afterwards, she's a volunteer." --Gavin DeBecker)

All it would take was your love
Or so you thought--
The Stripes of the Tiger would wash away.
Nothing you were unsure of,
Everything strange--
You'd make it change...
But that was two years ago today.

And he writes he loves you
On the cast of your broken leg.

Sunglasses at Night
Because your eyes are black
Cops come and go
And you still want him back

You're married to madness
It tears you apart
'Til death do you part
Married to madness

Can't bring yourself to leave,
Addicted to his apology
Don't think the world will grieve
You don't need a degree in psychology

Married to madness
It tears you apart
'Til death do you part
Married to Madness

All it would take was my love,
Or so I thought--
Kissing the tears on her bruises away
Nothing I was unsure of--
All of the pain, I'd make it fade
But that was a year ago today

And she writes she loves me
With her blood, on her padded cell.