I wanted to make things right,
to heal the wounds I caused
so maybe once again I'd
be able to sleep at night.

Broken hearts with pieces too
small to see and too sharp
to catch, souls shattered all for
a love just trying to please you.

We don't get what we want
barely have what we need,
you are so perfect you hold
more than this hope so gaunt.

I don't really like to rhyme,
to lie, cheat, or steal, but
there's not much to do when
you're wasting important time.

So making this short,
stopping the pain here
I am apologizing for it all;
putting the ball in your court.

You were right, I was wrong
you have it all and I have none,
because you deserve more than
a lame, cheap, actress's song...