Tethered and twisted;
Tethered and twisted I lay in the sand.
Fumbling and tumbling and lost and down on the ground,
Groggy and bloody and clumsy.
I am unreachable.
I am wasted and thrown.
Blotched are my scars of the night.
I am broken beyond repair,
Nobody asked you to come fix me.
You couldn't even if you tried is one thing,
I'd rather you not is another.
Untimely is this occasion.
Blasphemous is this situation.
I am where I am
You're where you are;
And you're where you are
Twisted and devious
Jumbled and knotted
All that you are
All that I am
Look now, there your carriage goes
Run after it lest you miss it
Why should I, you question,
When it won't stop for me?
I give you that knowing look you know so well
For if you don't it shall leave you behind
You then give me a knowing look I know so well
I'd rather be behind if it means being with you.