What I needed most,I needed bindsAnd strangles with regret but
still comes so easily.Where'd you go?Tonight I woke to find
you gone.The question and, and answer that sounded off.The glance
goes abject enough.When she was young, she asked me ifI knew here
wellI thought I did.I know better now.And I have holesI have
binds.It strangles with regret, but still comes so easily.The
question and, and answer that sounds.That glance goes abject,
cut off.An answer cut off.