Baby, I know that I can be complex,
So complex that I can push you away
And not recognize that I hurt you.

Sometimes, I don't even pay it any mind,
How much I worry about myself,
And still remain blind to how I desert you.

Sweetheart, I know that I don't want nobody but you,
Not another woman in this word can change my view,
Because I truly do, baby, I truly do love you,
Nothing touches my life and heart the way you do.

But I accused you of doing me wrong,
When you have been faithful all along,
Baby, my insecurities got the best of me,
Sweetheart, I am so sorry.

I look at my life and how much joy you brought,
I should've known to not believe people's thoughts;
Misery loves company and allows my mind be bought
By paying attention to the foolishness why we fought.

And I trusted others instead of
Trusting in you, the woman I love;
Baby, my insecurities got the best of me,
Sweetheart, I am so sorry.