What I meant to say Is that I didn't mean to say The things I said Cornered, cut and rolled And going mouthful mad With things I never said to you All this time All these words And I'm not even close What I thought I said Was that I didn't think to say The things I thought Summer sight and mind I count to ten inside And lie a whitish lie again All this time All these words And still I'm going 'round A thousand yards out Cut me in half to read The words running red through me Cut me in half to free The tumours and memories All this time All these words What else can I say? What else can I say? All this time All these words And still I haven't said What I meant to say