To speak of my wretched love
I admit I didn't knock, I am rude like that
I have never had the decency to ask first
Did I interrupt, drown your heart's song
To serenade you with my wretched love
I admit I should have paused, heard you singing
I should have had the decency to listen first
Did I interrupt, throw your love in disarray
To replace your lover with this wretched me
I admit I am tenacious, but It was just rude
I should have understood love, before loving
Did I interrupt, the little peace your heart felt
To ring and rattle, overwhelm you in my prattle
I admit my wrong, this rudeness is unforgivable
I should've restrained, my wretched interruptions
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