Don't call it insecurity,..
I've got a wavering conscience.
And don't call it Uncertainty,..
I'm just makin' up my mind.
You can call it,
"The pain I get when I write her"...
in a blitz of passion, forgetting to double-check
my words, only to find a flaw in the peak of flow,
which may have no effect,..
but I'll never know.
Yeah. Call it that till I've written something I'm satisfied with...
till she's called.