Confession

If I don't ask about your life It's just because I've realised That I get lost inside your eyes It's hard to concentrate sometimes And when it comes, I think we'll know We'll feel that through our skin and bones If I don't ask about your life It's just because It's just because I must talk to you What can you possibly say to me? What I hope you want to hear They say confession is good for the soul... Well... my soul needs purifying I want to tell you exactly what happened that night What do you expect me to do after you've told me? Well that's up to you to decide All I ask is that you hear the whole story Agreed? All right