Can't Stop Killing You
maccoll kirsty Lyrics

He blew into town like a paper sack
He arrived in town unimpressive and weak

In a stolen car with a shotgun in the back he said
He arrived in a stolen car holding a shotgun, making clear his intentions to harm

She can't run now, she can't hide
The victim can no longer escape or hide from the violent perpetrator

I'm gonna get her back for her lies lies lies
The perpetrator is seeking revenge for perceived deceit from the victim

He taught her how to pout
The perpetrator taught the victim to act in a submissive and helpless manner

And he taught her how to tease
The perpetrator taught the victim to manipulate and tantalize

And he taught her how to beg
The perpetrator taught the victim to plead and grovel

When she fell down to her knees he said
The perpetrator took pleasure in seeing the victim humiliated

Your face is different
The perpetrator sees the victim as interchangeable with any other object of abuse

But you're really all the same
The perpetrator dehumanizes the victim, viewing them as insignificant and interchangeable

I have to teach you a lesson again and again
The perpetrator feels the need to repeatedly harm the victim to assert their power and control

See I feel no pleasure
The perpetrator feels no enjoyment from their actions

And I feel no pain
The perpetrator is emotionally numb and insensitive

So what else can I do?
The perpetrator feels compelled to continue their abusive behavior because they lack any other means to fulfill their desires

I can't stop killing you
The perpetrator is unable to control their violent behavior towards the victim

When you're out there in the dark
The victim feels constantly threatened, even in seemingly safe situations

I'll come rushing through your brain
The perpetrator's presence overwhelms the victim's thoughts and emotions

When you wake up in the morning
The victim lives in constant fear, even upon waking

I'll be coursing through your veins
The perpetrator's influence over the victim is all-consuming

When you're swimming in the water
The victim can never escape the perpetrator's reach, even in natural environments

I'm the hand that drags you under
The perpetrator controls the victim's every move and action

I'm the lightning that strikes you
The perpetrator's violence strikes the victim suddenly and unrelentingly

Just before you hear the thunder
The victim cannot escape the imminent danger of the perpetrator's actions

Well she woke up in the bathroom
The victim finds themselves in a position of vulnerability and confusion

With her face upon the floor
The victim has been physically harmed and is in pain

She said I don't know what I'm doing here
The victim is disoriented and traumatized

But I've been here before
The victim has experienced this trauma repeatedly

And the fixit man had fixed her
The perpetrator has harmed the victim, causing physical and psychological damage

'Cause he's such a little hitler
The perpetrator relishes in their power to harm and control others

And he loves the feel of power
The perpetrator's motive for abuse is rooted in their desire for control and domination

That she gives him through her terror
The perpetrator finds pleasure in the victim's fear and suffering

Well she looked into the mirror
The victim is forced to confront the emotional and physical toll of the abuse they have suffered

And she smoked her cigarette
The victim uses smoking as a way to cope with their trauma and pain

And she wondered where she'd go now
The victim feels helpless and unsure of their future

To find a place she could forget
The victim longs to escape the trauma and pain they have experienced