Mr Good
Promised me a happy life with him
But flipped the table once I said \"I do\"
I begin to lose myself in all the abuse
Every slap. Every bruise. Every tear.
Yet I held on for our sons
My sons are my everything
When I realised you barely even cared
Bringing the minimum to the table
When you could have offered so much more
I am a mother
But I am also my mother\'s daughter
The day she came to take us away
Was the day \"I do\" was nullified
My sons may still bear your surname
You can try to lure them in and keep them away
Yet it is my legacy that lives on through them
When once they grow older
I know they would understand
Mr Good For Nothing
Promised me everything
So I expected something
But now I\'m leaving you with not a single thing