I don't know what I would do If this letter should fall into Other hands than it should pass through For other eyes
He said, "It was nothing... it's over and done" The rotten worm was burrowing still Its spirit invades me, bleeding me white For other replies
I searched his pockets I searched his eyes I searched his wallet for clues or lies And I found a number that I somehow dialed A woman answered, a woman smiled And she hung up on the silence unperplexed Innocently spun her rolodex I dialed again, I could not resist Revealing just the dentist's receptionist
One day we'll laugh about this or maybe we'll curse But there's one thing and it's making it worse And it's the lack of forgiveness that I can't disguise No matter how well he lies
And we don't know each other anymore And when we touch our lips feel sore I question the longing left in his sighs For other eyes