Print It!

You have outlined your foul intentions

with disgusting ink which leaks through the page

so forgive any apprehensions

which I may have at this vital stage.

I understood your plan
but I wasn't fully about it

when you went mad at me

because I had the nerve to doubt it!

But if it was supposed to be secret

then you didn't have to shout it

and now that I know

my mind can't rest without it.

But now I know,

but now I know,

now I know that it won't go.

And I feel lost,

I feel lost,

I feel I've lost all that never was.

But it never meant that much anyway

just some drunken fumble,

a stupid mistake.

It never meant so much, go away

and stop keeping me

awake.