I've stumbled over my lack of constraint like a pair of floppy shoes, and now I've nothing left to say. Do as you wish, darling; do what you do. I'll see you again, in the rain; that glimpse of red will haunt me as I quickly turn my eyes from you and studiously focus on whatever can distract me; I'll shuffle towards the back door of the shop as I desperately try to get away from you.