It Don't Hurt

Shut all the windows
Pull down the shades
Daddy's in a mood tonight
Daddy's in a rage
His clothes smell of kerosene
His fists are caked with dirt
Yeah but after a while it don't hurt

Spent my life a runnin'
Since I was just sixteen
Blew from town to town
And I seen my share of mean
Yeah I seen my share of meanness
Though I'm no expert
I know after a while it don't hurt

I met a man in Richmond so tender and true
He searched my eyes for answers
But I would not share a clue
I packed my bag to leave him 'cause that's what I do
And I thought that it might save us an awkward moment or two

He spoke to me then
In a quiet steady tone
You don't have to carry
This burden all alone
He unpacked my suitcase
My shoes and clean shirt
He said after a while, it don't hurt
He said after a while, it don't hurt