From the arms of a love
To the fists of another
I take my life
I treat you now with the rough touch of a man,
And it broke in my fisted hand.
From the arms my love
To the fists of another
I feel myself fall
And I treat my love with the heart of a woman
But she doesn't rise for me
Because I treat her once
With the rough touch of a man,
And it has broke in my fisted hand.