He hit me

He hit me
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.
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.