She's beem here so many times
  Before she can't remember
  When she last felt anything at all
  But this fear and anger
  She states intently at the door,
  Listens for his footsteps
  She knows exactly what's in store
  And the knowing makes it worse
  When he calls her daddy's little girl,
  She doesn't keep him
  And when he crushed her
  She can't feel her screems are silent
  Hides in the corner of her mind
  Where she plays contentedly
  She leaves this night more far behind
  Escapes inside her dreams
    Floating high above her bed
  Staring at her father's head
  Wishing one of them were dead
  So this hell could finally end