Sorry

You’re just lucky I love you
And I’m always willing to hand out second chances
I should be shot for stealing your muse
But you should be punished
For blaming the wrong criminal
As long as your chest is free of problems
I’ll be eager to carry it all on my shoulders
I’ll catch a plane to another world
If I can be forgiven for doing nothing
I’ll dig a hole and bury myself
If your cruel tease could ever die
I’m not guilty as charged
But I can’t stand the thought of
You hating me for nothing
So I wish on stars
That will all die someday
That whatever is eating your insides
Will leave your poor fragile body
And feast on my heart for awhile
And maybe if I’m lucky
Someone will sneak in tonight
And kill me in my sleep