I was only eight-teen with my heart on my sleeve
I thought that I knew wrong from right
They said believe in a God, and just trust in the law
"They'll protect the ones that you hold so tight"
But the seams began to come undone the moment his hand went across her face
And I held her in my arms while I was losing what little I had in "faith"
Enter the night
She admitted to me
Some of the things
I never get to see
A fresh cut
And a bruise
And a burn on her wrist
If this isn't tragic then tell me, what is?
Inside the eye of the storm that we watched take its form
He threw my body up against the doorframe
He said "Don't get involved, it's not your problem to solve"
I said "She's not the problem in the first place"
Well, the moment that he hit my jaw, I hit the floor and tried to shield my face
And it haunts me still to know that -most nights- it's Kate that takes my place
Later that night
She explained it to me
If her dad goes to jail
Then they live on the streets
"A mixtape
And a long drive
That's all that I need"
She's broken and selfless but won't admit defeat