he hit me
and it felt like a kiss.
he hit me
but it didn't hurt me.

he couldn't stand to hear me say
that i'd been with someone new,
and when i told him i had been untrue

he hit me
and it felt like a kiss.
he hit me
and i knew he loved me.

if he didn't care for me
i could have never made him mad
but he hit me,
and I was glad.

yes, he hit me
and it felt like a kiss.
he hit me
and I knew I loved him.
and then he took me in his arms
with all the tenderness there is,
and when he kissed me,
he made me his.