I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Please accept me back I am endear

I can't go on feeling and hurting like this any longer
My stomach feels like someone used an auger

I have nothing but misery
I guess I've failed terribly

I will stay clear of your decisions
I won't voice my opinions

I just can't take not knowing if your okay or not
I'd rather be caught running naked
through Fort Scott