****.
You're already here and I need more time
Time, time
Time to write a very good alibi

Why?
Because you'd more than *****
Up the truth, if you heard it

Baby!

The pet name that you called me years ago
Now it's what I call the ugly thing in my belly

Ohh...
Every single pair of eyes linger on my face now
My face, my body, my name
And now you are here way too early
Or maybe too late

Yes.
I know you never knew the truth
I know I never told you
Perhaps I believed I was bullet proof
Or really I just didn't want to cause you hassle

No.
I don't hate or blame or want to **** you
I just don't want you here
You make it hard for me to dissapear
You also make it hard for me to fool myself

Empty.
The bottle, the threats, the excuses
And the supply of fluids that we used
To support my tears

What?
Don't ask me what we are doing
The last time I checked it was "I" not "We"
And my face wasn't pretty
It was *****

****.
You're actually here and you're actually not going
It looks like you really want answers
Answers of the substantial kind
I'd better brew a kettle of peppermint tea