Carl

She knows what I mean, knowing how I roam, stone faced to the deal, she's cool but burns with rage, when I atone, always opens the gate, this isn't my scene, journey's nerves are blown, long past where I've been, it's useless to hesitate, knife’s now on the bone, I'm always too late, never safe to heed, the mess of what I'm doing, no one hears me plead, wave goodbye to taste, she's left me all alone, my turn now to wait, I wonder how it seems, will she hear me groan, make me take the heat, wonder where she's gone?