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The father giveth, and the father taketh
prays in her bed
He drinks his beer to the TV
dark thoughts in his head
When the house he keeps with his hard won pay
Is finally asleep his brutal day
He turns his eyes on his prize
Johanna watches her open just a crack
And a hand that once her runs down the length of her back
Her fallen angel lies on her bed
So much confusion in her head
Johanna closes her

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

Johanna watches her from the outside
And she dreams that one day she'll fly free from this
She's a hawk to soar with a broken wing
And she doesn't talk about anything
She closes her eyes

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

Johanna the world from the outside,
And she dreams of the day fly free from this mess
She know what she's waiting for
Cause nothing left in this house anymore
And in his eyes she's just a Prize

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