That story cross the threshold
The scenes go back to my mind
He inspires respect
In that town
He's a priest and she's his wife
Me, a poor girl who lives in their house
I clean their home and warm his bed up
"Dickhead!
Leave me alone
Don't get my skin dirty
"Dickhead!
Let me go
I won't talk to anyone
I feel hate when he touches me
Only I'm sixteen
He's stealing my life
He sits down near me,
While his wife is watching TV
When her glance is far away,
He plays with his hand under my skirt
It's my truth
It's my chance
The end of a nightmare
Take a car now
Park it near his home
Two shoots and fire in their house