Too beautiful

What kind of man lays his hands on the woman he loves?
Calls her “Angel”, but shows no remorse.
And the blood, he covers her body in bruises and scars.
You don’t understand just how beautiful, you are.

You are too beautiful,
Your heart, it wants something more.
Those shades of blue on that face of yours,
Hide that smile that beats in your chest.

When he’s done with her beating he just stands aside.
Wipes the sweat from his brow, and yells over her cries.
“You don’t know what I’ve been through.”
He yells and he says,
“You don’t know what I’ve done for you.”
And hits her, again.

You are too beautiful,
Your heart, it wants something more.
Those shades of blue on that face of yours,
Hide that smile that beats in your chest. She stands in the mirror, she looks less alive.
She lifts up her shirt to see she has five,
Branded fingers, on her side.
She’s feeling it all now.
But she doesn’t cry.
She doesn’t cry.

You are too beautiful,
Your heart, it wants something more.
Those shades of blue on that face of yours,
Hide that smile that beats in your chest.