The story hit the news
From coast to coast

They said you beat the girl

You loved the most

Your charitable acts

Seemed out of place

With the beauty

With your fist marks on her face

Your buddies all stood by
They bet their fortunes
And their fame

That she was out of line
And you were not to blame

Six hundred thousand doctors

Are putting on rubber gloves

And theyre poking
At the miseries made of love

say They theyre learning

How to spot
The battered wives

Among all the women
They see bleeding through their lives

I bleed

For your perversity

These red words that make a stain
On your white-washed claim that

She was out of line

And you were not to blame

I sayheard your baby
When he was only three

Daddy, lets get some girls

One for you and one for me.

His mother had the frailty

You despise

the And looks
You love to drive to suicide

Not one wet eye around
Her lonely little grave

Said, he was out of line girl

You were not to blame.