just on the tip of my tongue lie the words that i never said
the words that i will take the the grave when i'm dead
the words that so silently creep into my mind
trying to create an exit that they have yet to find
the words on the tip of my tongue irk me with power
a power that most people would love to devour
i know these word are bitter in taste,
words unsaid, are said to be a waste
i don't know about you, but i keep these words still
making sure they never spill
for some of these are secrets and others are vile
and once i start, they may go on for a while
so these words that lie on the tip on my tongue
know of the devious thi