A philosophy, you won't be scared of the big bad wolf If your house is always made of bricks and so it is She let the wrong man come inside Cause her house was only built of sticks as a kid She had to blossom in the shade, prolly became the only thing she knew about herself was her name And so she struggled with the embarrassment and the shame And now she's scared of love cause she remembers the pain She remembers her way, she remembers the day And she was scared to tell her father cause of what he would say And cause of that, she's still dealing with it today I can swear that there's some bruises that ain't going away She got bruises, and never went away Bruises, yeah, and never went away I'm gon' heal you baby I will make sure you can't love again I met her when she was seventeen and I was up by a year She hadn't told me why I couldn't whisper words in her ear Or why whenever I would kiss her she would quiver with fear And how why even when she laughed I could still see a tear But man, she's so beautiful and I want her to know it So when she finally told me, man, I'm fixed and exploded I'd take a gun to her navel, in a second unloaded Who the f*** would have a child and in a second disown it Not to mention what you did to a woman's emotions How every day she got to walk the hall and keep her composure How the past brings emotions even as she gets older Thanks to you, motherf***er, I can barely even hold her She got bruises, and never went away Bruises, yeah, and never went away I'm gon' heal you baby I will make sure you can't love again