At Least You Bought Her Flowers

The clock on the wall says 5:15
Oh god no
15 minutes till the end of me
Everything comes crashing down
I hear his key turn the lock
I hear footsteps down the hall

This happy home
This happy home
This happy home
This happy home
Is not what it appears to be

The clock on the wall says 5:45
Where am I?
Can it be I'm still alive?
I'm sure all of this will be my fault
I can't see past this here and now
Why keep screaming if no one hears a sound?

So I clean my blood up with a kitchen towel
I pick myself up off of the ground
I smile pretty just like they taught
A bird in its cage and I know I'm caught

His ring around my finger waits
And there's not a mark upon my face

I clean the blood up with a kitchen towel
The monster swears he's sorry now
I smile pretty just like he wants
Hope is dead, yet her spirit haunts

His ring around my finger waits
It's suicide but I can't escape
His ring around my finger waits
It's suicide but I can't escape