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