You shouldn't have it. It's taken me far too long to hide it from you now. You should keep it, such a precious thing to give away. You found it easy to break in through these walls.
Creeping over to you on a Saturday afternoon. I must have been ill I was early. Crawling along, I was seeing what had happened. Through last night it was nothing I assure you.
Trying hard to weigh up the situation. But without my mind's full cooperation. How can I have something to believe in. When I don't even listen to the mouth the words are leaving?.
It never was that simple, the feelings in my head. To try to rearrange the things that I have done and said. It never was that easy, trying to contend with the anger.