I don't know what I would do
  If this letter should fall into
  Other hands than it should pass through
  For other eyes
  He said, "It was nothing...it's over and done"
  But the rotten worm was burrowing still
  Its spirit invades me bleeding me white
  For other replies
  I searched his pockets
  I searched his eyes
  I searched his wallet for clues and lies
  And I found a number that I somehow dialed
  A woman answered, a woman smiled
  Then she hung up on the silence unperplexed
  Innocently spun her rolodex
  I dialed again I could not resist
  Revealing just the dentist receptionist
  
  One day we'll laugh about it or maybe we'll curse
  But there is one thing that is making it worse
  And it's the lack of forgiveness that I can't disguise
  No matter how well he lies
  Now we don't know each other anymore
  And when we touch our lips feel sore
  I question the longing left in his sighs
  For other eyes