There is a combination I know all about
That keeps abused women from moving out.
You love this man; that’s why you’re together,
And you promised to love him in fair and bad weather!
And then he keeps you in confusion wrapped,
Saying each time he’s “so sorry” he snapped;
So you think it’s your duty to keep trying more
Even though each day is worse than before;
Which of course is reason to stay number two—
You’re frightened to death of what he could do;
So the powerful combo of love and of fear
Freezes your will, year after year.
Find someone to help you, for you must escape
Or the story will continue like a rewinding tape.
If you have the will, you will find a way
And no dear, it never will change if you stay.