crossed out name

I kiss her mouth, and I know
For everything there is a word.
For everything but this.

I like the dresses, the shoes, and the clothes
And everything you know that goes
With loving a girl, I suppose.

I wish I could tell you just how I'm hurt.
Pinpoint the location -- it's in another universe.
When I close my eyes, I see a fire so plain
And my crossed-out name.

-- Ryan Adams (2008)