From the recording On the Table
Lyrics
I dug my pen in the paper
Punched ink blots of anger and wine
then I glared at these stains on your character
and I felt
satisfied
Cause I meant every word
Ah I meant every word
at the time
And I wish you hadn’t read
those words I wrote
those words I wrote
though I left them on the table
those lines, those lies
They weren’t for your eyes
They were not for your eyes
They weren’t for your eyes
Now it lays neatly on the table,
Your precisely folded note
and the message that’s tucked in its creases
it’s gonna make me
fall apart
Cause you mean every word
Ah you mean every word
Every word
And I wish you hadn’t read
those words I wrote
those words I wrote
though I left them on the table
those lines, those lies
They weren’t for your eyes
They were not for your eyes
They weren’t for your eyes
Am I so unforgivable
You know I can’t stand to lose you
Cause I don’t believe in heaven or hell
and you are all I have
and you are all I have
Why’d I leave them on the table
those words I wrote
those words I wrote
How I wish you hadn’t read
those lines, those lies
They weren’t for your eyes
They were not for your eyes
They weren’t for your eyes
Et les écrits restent.
