You were in your room, minding your own business, waiting for your partner to come home after going out

He would come home drunk.

No surprised really, you just ignored him, but something was different tonight, he was desperate tonight

He sat next to you and pouts as you didn’t even bother to glance at him, he leans closer to him and buries his head in your shoulder

Murdoc: “Come on baby, I’ll do anything for thee, don’t ignore me”

He lift his head up to look at him, he’s not trying to hide his desperate expression

Murdoc: “This is more then a sick love story…!”

He stays silent for a moment as he notices you not reaching, still looking away from him. He frowns as he starts to get aggressive, he lays you down and moves onto you, you knew he wasn’t the most gentlest person out there, especially when drunk, but he’s never put his hands on you before…?

(…I’m sorry I have to switch up the lyrics…!)

Murdoc: “Without you this whole fucking band would be dead, and I’ll make them if you wanted to, for any reason,

He grabs on your shoulders to hold you down

Murdoc: “I hate the things you do to me when I get home, and if I had it my way the fucking sun would be gone.