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12/26/2002

 
A Jerk's Sincerest Apology
from 8/26/'02

sometimes you'd like to stand up
and knock my teeth out
but you're not mean enough
even though I could use it so much

I'm sorry
I made you so mad
that you made those death threats
I'm sorry
that I called the police
and sent you to jail
without bail
all those weeks

I should have understood
it was for my own good
it wasn't a threat
but a promise instead
I should have understood
I drove you to do
all those things that were unlike you

you said you wanted to hit me
and I know there's no mean bone
in your body
that let's me know
I'm pretty guilty
you said you wanted to hurt me
and let me break
because you'd had all you could take
and the hurt in your face
was my fault

you took it all too well
you took it all too well
and I'm still taking it like a little boy
it should be easier
it should be simpler to be filled with joy
black eyes fade out in days time
maybe bad times
fade out as fast

your words were harsh
but not spoken out of turn
your words were harsh
but never undeserved

as for me
and my statements
I don't mean
I send to you
my apologies
how on earth could you believe love from me
if I make you doubt every other thing?