Sorry for asking you to love me more Guess I’ve become the burden I was so fearful of before Never asking you to make me frozen mac n’ cheese Never asking to sleep in your bed unless you begged me “please”
Sorry for writing all those love songs for you Is that suffocating to you too? Guess I’ll throw out my valentine’s if that’s the only thing to do You’ll fish out the one’s you like But I bet my words would be misconstrued
Sorry we couldn’t work it out, and I couldn’t help to want you Sorry you were cozy in a place of not wanting me too