My secret story, that goes untold.
A deep grudge, I’ll never cease to hold.
All the things I’m dying to say.
No one would believe me anyway.
Because of you, I’m afraid to trust, and because of you, they called me a slut.
I wish I could be brave enough to speak the truth.
I don’t believe there’s much I could even do.
Oh,
What I wish I could say about what you did to me.
What I wish I could do to just find some peace.
Oh,
What I wish I could say,
about the night, I was raped.