He slapped me on my arse and I loved it, Separation and family made it all to easy. He could do no wrong, Like a puppet on a striiiiiiing. It could have been my way, Then it came out, It ALWAYS comes out, And all the lies that I knew he had told were revealed to the world, I lost a lot of blood that day. 1 year and 3 grand gone. 3 years on. The dull ache remains.