You called me your Cinderella yesterday,
and since then I've beaten and bruised.
What kind of prince are you?
I've never seen Cinderella black and blue.
I'm so confused.
I tried to leave you.
But you stopped me then,
and said "I have feelings again"
mhmm. I'm sure you do.
What kind of man are you?
Someone help me, reach out.
Cuz I'm scared and I'm being abused.
Someone help out, I'm screaming out.
Help me turn my life around,
cuz I'm about to drown.
You're nice and clean,
and I feel dirty.
Using all this make-up, to cover it all up.
Look what you did to me.
Do you feel guilty?
When you look me in the eyes,
do you feel the pain inside?