a backwards glance in a borrowed dressthe taste of something imprecisewhatâs the story there? whatâd you want to go there for?what did you think youâd find?what do you think youâll find without mecalling from far awayand you looking for what to saybut you will never be so freeif you want to know the truth about youthe smallest hands can still ring neckssome things i never will get straightwhatâs the story there?whatâd you want to go there for?what did you think youâd find?what do you think youâll find without mealways unhappy, always darkalways the last one to the startand how you made it look so easyi just want to know the truth about youand how you made it look so easywhat did you want from me?you cannot rememberwhat did you hope youâd seecould it have been better?what did you think about when you thought about mei will never know the truth about youâ¦