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A young girl is trapped in a tacitly abusive relationship with a bully.
Tense, moody, atmospheric piece about feeling trapped in a relationship
Imagine you wake up in one of those boxy little flats
With a man you want to forget
And as you grab all your clothes and make a dash for the door
He calls you sweet thing, honey dew, I want you, only you.
You stop dead like a wild deer in head lights
Honey, check on the kids
Honey, I want a fry, with scrambled eggs!
Coz if you don't choose carefully,
Keep your eyes wide open
You will end up with someone you don't want
Someone you don't like.
Someone who makes you cry.