Nancy

I don't want to know, if you've really time, to reel what you've done, choke while you pray, consoled in your wine, keep the house anyway, when you're all alone, you'll think me kind, listening to your groans, hear me when I say, you’ve spun your last line, dreaming of the highway, what you really own, is a poor man's tontine, shamble of bricks and loans, you ask why I’m late, I'll tell you why, been at the lawyer's place, you can never atone, why bother to cry, made everything wrong, too late for trying.