Yet this time I did, and I feel ashamed for
To explain this to you or anyone, is easier
But I cannot escape my all seeing mind
I am a man with a gift of gab, so called
Yet I know I erred in my own heart, and how
To have done that to someone I shouldn't have
It is a taint I will carry on cursing in my heart
So now I will hold my thoughts, bury them
Until the end of everything come calling aloud
Then turn around, look at the hurt I have caused
To then accept my torments in the afterlife
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