Every day she fears her life will end
  Every time the call rings they are late
  They never come quite in time to see his fist
  Leave its mark on the side of her disgrace
  They'll never charge him anyway and you know it
  Say we can't get involved today
  So where's the choice and who protects her now
  Bruised and battered the blood has stained her gown
  Useless screams for help can't save her now
  Choices rendered the house is burning down
  No one will ever understand cause they don't have to feel his crushing hands
  And the ears that ignored her screams before are now wondering what she did it for
  But with a bottle of kerosene she found her freedom
  And then burned the bastard to the ground and ran
  The fire will now wash away the blood on her white wedding dress
    Thanks to Brad (red13inferno@yahoo.com) for these lyrics