You took my good intentions

You'd never see me through

But somehow indiscretion

Is never holding you

Could I rock the time away?

I didn't plan to feel like shit today

If you're waiting to hear "I'm sorry";

There's not much to say

Do you like my waiting game?

Maybe I could win, you could take the blame

You can admit if

You regret you came

So throw out my busted sneakers

That I left on your porch

I don't blame you for one second

This is my blood, of course

Could I rock the time away?

I didn't plan to feel like shit today

If you're waiting to hear "I'm sorry";

There's not much to say

Do you like my waiting game?

Maybe I could win, you could take the blame

You can admit if

You regret you came

You've spent your life living in spite

Its not my fault you lack all insight

I fucking hate that you proved me right

The only time I can get some sleep

Is when I convince myself you don't hate me

I look you in the sickly brown eyes

Either tell me what I did or apologize