Broken Harp
Polly Jean Harvey
Please don't reproach me
For, for how empty
My life has become
I don't know what really happened
I watched your disappointment
At being misunderstood
I forgive you
Oh, something metal
Tearing my stomach out
If you think ill of me
Can you, can you forgive me?
Forgive me
Can you, can you forgive me
Too, too?
I tried to learn your language
But fell asleep half-undressed
Unrecognizable to myself