Turnaround
Escaping an abusive relationship
You thought you could change me
Tame me and keep me yours
You left me in the dog house
Tied me up to keep me away
You didn’t know I’d knaw my way out
Dig a hole and run away
You whistle for me to come back
You miss my cries
But I'm not yours anymore
Suffer on your own
Be angry
Be loud
Now you know
There is no escaping this
You're locked in hell
And I threw away the key
This is the turnaround
You’ve become something I hate
A distant memory
A long lost friend
Stay away
Stay away
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Oliver Noah Johnson
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