His name was Carl. He seemed so different than Jimmy and she knew this guy was probably the one. The way he looked at her; he was so attentive. She could forget the night he’d gotten so mad and slapped her, he was tired after all.
So you’re searching for an angel
Someone who can make you whole
The hour was getting late. How was she going to explain there wasn’t enough money to pay the electric bill? She’d been sick all afternoon, remembering how her stepfather had beaten her when the evening meal wasn’t what he wanted.
I know that you’ve been damaged
Your soul has suffered such abuse
She lay in bed trembling, sweat causing the thin t-shirt to stick to her body. Her daughter Cindy came into the room. Hugging her tightly she asked, “Mommy, can I do anything to make you feel better?”
I can not save you
I can’t even save myself
* Lyrics from Stabbing Westward – Save Yourself