I'd make you see the folly of looking for reason in the eye.
I'd make you stand outside.
I'd make you walk
in circles beside me and do all the talking.
I'd make you walk the line.
I'd say I love you and seize you and run and not mean it at all.
I'd make you walk all alone.
I'd take you where I could
secretly stab you and no one would
care spare me the reeds and bouquets.