Tortured

Tortured Lyrics

I was like 13
and it was a Sunday morning I think...

And...
I think both of my parents were still asleep...

I remember..
I was gonna play sick so I wouldn't have to go to church that day...

[don't stop]
[don't stop]

and I turned over
and there he was...

[my beloved]
[my beloved]

holding a pillow...
he smelled of sweat... and regret

.... and he said ....
"shhhhh"