You bit your lip and on the tip of your tongue was your view He hadn't dealt with how you felt with ways that suited you. Got paper-cuts from the love letters you never gave him Could not meet your new found needs for misbehaving. Why would you say sorry? You said there was a nagging lack of smiles When dancing on your back Tenderness aplenty but that wasn t what you craved There's holes in hearts Desire starts to make demands And dear boy you'd be a fool to make your plans with her Why would you say sorry When it's just one of many Bullets you will bite While waiting for a ray of light