“And all those lies, written lies, twisted lies
well, they weren’t lies, they weren’t lies, they weren’t lies
I never said. I never said.”
Morrissey, Speedway
I’ve never confessed to a priest. Tight-lipped, tight-lipped and evasive. There are no horrible secrets, no incredible voids of judgement. Only small things, and they are mine.
However, this is for you …