wake up sweating
screaming
shaking
believing the lies
all over again
force fed ideals
of fairytale prince charming
but she never was a princess
never lived a fairytale

and she lies alone in bed and lets the memories consume
and she's waiting for a fist to prove they're all the same as you

and every single argument
replays over in her head
and every single word hurts more
than the last thing that you said
and he can kiss her tears away
and show her something new
but she won't let these walls fall down
in every shadow she sees you

and she lies alone in bed and lets the memories consume
and she's waiting for a fist to prove they're all the same as you

she's waiting for a fist
to show that every man's the same
another bruise to reassure her
that every love means pain
and he can't love her hard enough
to wipe out all the scars
and she can't forget the fear she knew
the fairytales seem so far

and she lies alone in bed and lets the memories consume
and she's waiting for a fist to prove they're all the same as you

they're all the same
and no one will change
my thoughts
i know it's true
i'm just waiting for a fist
to prove they're all the same
as you