Just another August day A new family was to stay In our quiet neighborhood Near the old and tall redwood Became friends with the girl next door After the night at the seashore Secrets hidden in her head Always left our talks unsaid
Why did she hate the man she lived with? Why didn’t she tell her mom or call the police? Why did she think there was a family threat? And then one day she said
I hate him so much Yes, I hate him so much When he comes to my bed When he touches my hand When his hand’s on my hair And you are my last help
Lost her dad when she was twelve Started living by herself But her mom got a new spouse When they moved into this house When her mom was not at home She was there with him alone Wishing someone could’ve helped Despair was the thing she felt
That’s why she hated the man she lived with He would’ve killed her if she had called the police That’s why she thought there was a family threat I was the only her help as she said
I hate him so much Yes, I hate him so much When he comes to my bed When he touches my hand When his hand’s on my hair And I just need your help