Chained to a mattress
Where more things were taken
Then you thought you had
And somehow it's your fault

Even an Ouija board couldn't bring back
What you took from me
Choked by an unseen force
Strangled in your white satin sheets

We met in a graveyard
And it took two hours for you to burn to ash
But I kept a piece of your wrist bone
And left you with the mortician
To put you in the trash

In distance, I thought I'd find
A part of myself that I hated
But instead, all I found was sexual abuse

No one sees the handprints that you left on me
No one sees the bruises that you made me think I asked for
And no one sees the ropes unless I'm hanging from them

You are my ball gag and chain
You are the ball and chain
You are my ball and chain
Maybe in another world, you'll be forgiven
But today I hope when you look at your hands
All you see is blood