When you’re living on thin ice,

You never need to “add some spice”

It doesn’t matter what you do,

She will never forgive you

All your rights turn into wrongs,

It’s so hard to feel strong

When all you hear are hateful words

And all the days, they start to blur

Will you ever make it out?

How many times must you shout?

Ask for help with no answer,

Maybe you’re meant to be a dancer

Dance around the swinging moods,

And do the things she says to do

You wonder where you’ll stay tonight.

When you stay there, you don’t feel right

But this you deserve, or so she says

Her screams and slaps ringing in your head

The things she does are never nice,

And so, you learned to skate on ice.