Is there such a thing as fate? What about happiness? This is a story about a guy stuck in the friendzone...
She tells you that she’s fine
But you know better
She touches the bruise on her arm
She sees you notice, she looks at her lap
I don’t get it, you tell her
Why do you do this to yourself?
Why are you letting him treat you like that?
She shakes her head
He comes home every night
This food isn’t cooked right, he yells
He tosses the plate at her
She’s scared, but doesn’t say a thing
If only he knew
It took her five hours to make that meal
You tell her it’s not fair, that she deserves better
Why? She asks
Because you’re beautiful and smart…
And so much better than him
She touches the scar on her thigh
She laughs, and tells you that you’re funny, crazy
You ask her why she doesn’t leave him
Because I… I love him
You shake your head
You’re in love with a monster, who’s the crazy one now?
She laughs and stares and the ceiling
What is it? You ask
I just don’t see it, what you see in me
Why do you keep persisting?
I’ve told you, if you’d just believe me…
I know it’s my fault, she says
You may not believe it, but I’m actually kind of happy
Looking after someone, even if he doesn’t appreciate it
Maybe it’s time someone started looking after you…
She looks at you, frustrated
You don’t understand, she says
Then let me…
Look, if he finds out…
It’ll be me that gets beaten again, not you
But it’s not right, why is it always your fault?
Maybe that’s just the way it’s meant to be