I try not to show I'm afraid. Water washes blood away. I can't remember anything but his face. This night is endless and full of conceit, like his fixation on deleting me. Open the trunk I swear I can't breathe. Open the trunk and I promise I won't scream. Just another hit, then he'll hit the ground. Tell me one more time you want to watch me die. Now beg me one more time for your pathetic life. Plastic movie fantasy, I bet you wished you never touched me. Don't you baby? Just another hit, then he'll hit the ground. Remember the last words you heard before the lights went out? Remember that I said… I'll show you how sorry one man can be.