Maybe I'm defective.
Maybe all is lost.
Perhaps I'm unaffected if I lose at any cost.
But what am I worth
If I have no nerve?
Things couldn't be much worse then when I get what I deserve.
But there's an apology, to the girl who loves me.
I can't extract the pain of one who is so above me.
I am lessened by the shame.
Someone actually willing to thank me for my ways?
Somewhat unfulfilling, as my mind will tend to stray and fall away from me.
But still, an apology, to the girl who loves me.
I can't extract the pain of one who is so above me.
I am lessened by the shame.
But maybe if forsaken,
She could look away,
Long enough to have taken enough of her to stay.
Perhaps when pulled together,
I end up torn apart.
Perhaps I'll beat forever, as a crushed and bruising heart falling apart from me.
But still, an apology, to the girl who loves me.
I can't extract the pain of one who is so above me.
I am lessened by the shame.