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The father giveth, and the taketh away
Johanna in her bed
He his beer to the TV chatter
Thinks dark thoughts in his
When the house that he keeps his hard won pay
Is finally asleep after his day
He his eyes on his beautiful prize
Johanna watches her door just a crack
And a hand that once held her runs the length of her back
Her angel lies down on her bed
So much confusion in her beautiful
Johanna closes her

In a full of secrets the truth doesn't matter
Johanna buries her and dreams of redemption
They scatter, she grows numb to the pain
She remember how it was before
And she doesn't who she is anymore
She's in disguise as his Prize

Johanna watches her from the outside
And she dreams that one day she'll fly free from mess
She's a trying to soar with a broken wing
And she doesn't talk anymore anything
She just closes her

She just can't stand his anger, she just can't bear his
She takes a long hard look at on the street, yeah
In a house full of the truth doesn't matter
And any dreams of salvation, they just

Johanna watches the from the outside,
And she dreams of the day fly free from this mess
She doesn't know she's waiting for
there's nothing left in this house anymore
And in his eyes she's just a Prize

Oh, Johanna just a Prize...
Yeah, Johanna...
Oh, Hanna...