Untie the knot and cast me off
But leave me with a chart
A way, a way far from today
I cannot see the stars
A budding love once bloomed for us
But day broke and I rose
A lone, a lone - left overgrown
All thorny and exposed
Thorny and exposed
So I sift through the myth, the truth
The pile of shirts you left
A last, a last sweep through our past
Then I'll be better yet
I'll be better
You seek lovers for a sport
And I can't make you yield
A loved, a loved one hunting doves
Above a baited field
I've seen trees that weep sweet sap
Would that my tears were sugar
A long, a long time dwelling on
This would not feel so bitter
Would not feel so damn bitter
