She says so many things
And I cannot keep up
I am losing my breath
And I'm pacing the room

She says so many things
I do not understand
Although in my defence
She knows that I care

It is awfully hard
To be forgiven
Such a dance of remorse

She told me to stop hurting her
And the minute before she had confessed her love
And the minute before that
Told me of a dinner date
With a man named Jason

All my explanations
And declarations
In anger or denial
Or God knows what

We were always tumultuous
And things were never stable
Even keels
Are not in evidence
In a storm
But I am four years older
And still I feel
Like I am fourteen

She never lets me grow
And she never lets me confess
It's only the guilt
And the shame
And I love her