I've been a bad, bad girlfriend
I've sinned, I confess
I went a bit too crazy, it stopped being fun
and started being hell
(for you, and also for myself)
But I can't wait to be with you again
be redeemed in your embrace

I ran around and wreaked havoc
Because I was feeling so tense and unwell
Cried with the matches on my hand,
did and said stuff I regret.
No justifications for my deviations
what I did is not okay
there's no beauty in that
and you can shove it up your ***

And I will manage my difficulties this time
those I give myself so well.
And I tell myself, not to do this any of this
anymore, never again