Australian Statistic

When two souls meet

And you think It’s meant to be

It’s everything

But she’s getting cold feet

She told me

Coz he’s not acting like himself

Just a happy ending from outside looking in well

He don’t love her well

It’s just a tad sadistic

Australian statistic

Now she’s singing to herself

I come from a land down under

Where children cry as fathers beat their mothers

And I know she thinks he loves her

But he can’t lose control just coz she loves another

Tried to leave

Tried to forget

She did everything

The preachers preach

But he got inside her head

Miscalculated

Her personal safety

The coordinates of help

Just an observation

A hopeless situation

Now she’s singing to herself

I come from a land down under

Where children cry as fathers kill their mothers

And I know he thinks he loves her

But he can’t

lose control just coz she loves another

No you won't ever understand the games that he be playing

Hard to breakaway when you've been so manipulated

Tried so many times but it always starts a fight

And she tried to say goodbye but his grip on her too tight

So she hides away from light of day

When she's black and blue

But she can't escape this tragic fate but it ain't nothing new

I come from a land down under

Where children cry as fathers kill their mothers

And I know he thinks he loves her

But he can’t lose control just coz she loves another