Tough Love lyrics

Let me tell you a story

It's called Tough Love

Once upon a time there was a girl called Sinita

Dreaded going home after school

'Cos her dad would mistreat her

Her mom was just as bad when she got mad

Was more than glad in lend a hand in helping him beat her

Sinita used to wear the cloth of her religion

Sinita used to pray to God thought He was listening

But nothing was ever changing she couldn't see a difference

The relationship between her role became distant

She didn't agree with the fundamental religious views of parents

Might as well speaking to her gibbering to her was incoherent

She was living in the western world

Could not understand why she couldn't be like all of the western girls

So one day she rebels

Walks into a shop and purchases a copy of

A bliss magazine for female teenagers

Ripped up the plastic wrapper

And started flicking through the pages

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

They call it tough love, I call it hatred

That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

They call it tough love, I call it hatred

That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

So engrossed in a new found interest

Sinita fails to realize the time

Before she knows it is a quarter to nine

She shuda been back from prayer an hour ago

Now her parents gonna know she skived

In the slim hope that they won't

She hides the copy of bliss in the books under her arm

And makes her way back home

She opens the door to find her mom and dad waiting

The expressions on both of their face are skafing

Before she has time to think of an excuse

Her fathers has his hand 'round her neck like a noose

So tight he chokes her she drops all her books on the floor

Apart from the bliss magazine that lands on the sofa

Dad can't control his rage

When he sees that the center page is a boy band poster

"She's possessed by the Devil", mother shouts

Blaming it all on Satan like it was the only explanation

He grabs Sinita by her hair, goes down to the basement

Hearts raising as if she knows her life is about to be taken

Look up into his eyes, look here's what we gonna do

You've bin possessed by a demon, we gonna beat him out of you”

Sinita cries for help, she sees her mom pick up a broomstick

And her dad take off his belt

But it's no use 'cos her brothers and sisters won't listen

So undeterred her mom and dad carry out the exorcism

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

They call it tough love, I call it hatred

That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

They call it tough love, I call it hatred

That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

For hours they violently torture their daughter

Beating her to an inch of her life 'til it's right on the border

They continue to physically hored her

By now Sinita has a mental disorder

She no longer cares if she lives or dies

Absolutely no more tears left to cry

She see the evilness in their parents eyes

And thinks they the ones who need to be exorcised

That's when the rebellious streak complete it intoxicates

Her sudden energy boost

And never seen before her aggressive nature

She decides no matter what they are never gonna break her

"Go to hell", screams at her dad

As he goes to give her another loop of the belt

"Go, fuck yourself", she screams at her mom knowing

It's only gonna spur her on

Now Sinita has lost the plot the physical pain

Ain't nothing compared to the heartache

And her heart breaks and it rots

Once it was filled with so much love

But now so clogged up with hate that it stops beating

She stops breathing

Her body's just a caucus now, her soul's leaving

No more pain, no more bleeding

That's gone blow by blow from a severe beating

It takes half a dozen more blows to the end

Before they finally realize that she is dead

That's when the door busts open and in come the feds

The neighbors must have called them

When they heard the screaming of torment

Coming from the basement

Where Sinita's dead body lies on the floor blatant

Like roadkill out on the pavement

It's quite clear to the police that she's been a victim

Of a horrific case of physical mutilation

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

They call it tough love, I call it hatred

That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred

They call it tough love, I call it hatred

That's your flesh, your blood that's sacred

After being apprehended, Sinita's parents are asked

Why they throw her life so brutally ended

They said it was out of love but only hate breaks

Soma so hard that it can never be mended

To this day they show no remorse

Their idea of parental guidance, would be to always use force

What makes this tale all the more gory

Is that this song is based on a true story, tough love

Rest in peace, what a fucked up world

What a fucked up shit, ain't this fucked?

It's all fucked, it's all fucked

• Artist:Plan B (UK)
• Album:Who Needs Actions When You Got Words