This love, that I do not deserve
This love, I have done nothing for
And still, do nothing to preserve
It shakes me down to my core

The things you do, with such patience
And I cannot help but to be so vile
And all of this weighs on my conscience
Upon guilts are guilts thrown to pile

A battle between what I know is right
and the darkness that clings to me
And whispers into my ears all night
And i can never hope to be free

I just want to say sorry
Because I am so unfortunate
Pathetic