Behind every kind smile
Was a whisper of cruelty
Behind every charming wink
Was a sinister meaning

I was seventeen

A few years stood between us
Scandalous rumors flew about
He was a broken thing
I shouldn't have fixed him

I was only seventeen

I remember blacking out
He was standing over me
I remember his vice grip
He was choking me

I was only seventeen

Every week I showcased new wounds
He never touched my face
Every day he would call
His voice was sickening sweet

I was only seventeen

He would play Dr.Jekyll
Kiss me tenderly
He would become Mister Hyde
Bite my throat and bruise my flesh

I was only seventeen

I took my old pal out
Toying my good friend in my hands
He is so clever
He is so sharp

I am only seventeen