You bastard! I hate you! You know nothing at all.
You think that I'm fake? You're wrong; you don't know.
I make one small mistake; one slip, just one fall,
And you run like the coward I've known all along.
I've said that I'm sorry; I've begged you for mercy.
These tears are no ploy and I won't trick you to stay.
I can only tell you my feelings and hope that you get it.
Don't condemn me just yet, we can make it okay.
I know that you're hurting, but leaving won't help.
If you believe me, you'll stay, when push comes to shove.
We all make mistakes, I know mine was bad.
But yours is much worse; you won't let yourself love.