“Can you lie next to her, Give her your heart, your heart, As well as your body, and can you lie next to her, Confess your love, your love, As well as your folly, and can you kneel before the king, And say, ‘I’m clean, I’m clean.’
But tell me now where was my fault, In loving you with my whole heart? Oh tell me now where was my fault, In loving you with my whole heart?
A white, blank page, and a swelling rage, rage. You did not think when you sent me to the break, to the break. You desired my attention, but denied my affections, my affections.