Augusten, if I write something beautifulnWill it squash the hurt that’s living deep inside of you?nAugusten, are you just like menDoes your hurt fade as you write out your history?nnI just want to know how you were ablenTo survive so long with the wolf at the tablennAugusten, so you were hiding in the forestnWith your love still laid out before himnAugusten, with that love stuck insidenHow did you ever sleep at night?nnI just want to know how you were ablenTo survive so long with the wolf at the tablenAugusten, tell me how were you ablenTo control the urge to kill the wolf at the table?nnHis love, his love you spoke of nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohnnAugusten, do you struggle for the words?nDoes the right way to put it sometimes hurt?nAugusten, am I just like you?nCould I ever truly know what I would do?nnI just want to know how you were ablenTo survive so long with the wolf at the tablenAugusten, tell me how were you ablenTo control the urge to kill the wolf at the table?nnHis love, his love, his lovenHis love, his love, his lovenHis love, his love you spoke of nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohnnOne, two, three, fournHis love right out the doornOne, two, three, fournHis love right out the doornOne, two, three, fournHis love right out the doornnHis love, his love you spoke of nOh, oh, oh, ohnHis love, his love you spoke of nOh, oh, oh, ohnHis love, his love you spoke of nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh