Notable Memories

I Fucked Up

I didn't mean for any of it to happen. I wrote this song to prove it:

I'm Sorry

I know, I know.

I know I messed up. I know I fucked up.

I know I let you down, I know I made you sad.

I swear I didn't, didn't mean it.

I wish that I could, that I could fix it.

Yes, I know, I know, I know that you might hate me now.

And yes I know, I know, I know that you might want me gone.

But please let me explain because I didn't mean for any of it to happen

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I fucking hate that it happened. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I fucking hate myself.

Tell me if there's anything I could do, tell me if there's anything I could save your tears for.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I fucked up, I'm sorry.

The first time I saw it, I felt it might have been good.

The reason, I did it, was because I thought it would've worked.

I was wrong, wrong as hell, I feel the tension in my bones.

As you cry, so do I. No tears don't mean no sadness.

My life's gone, so bad I, I want to cry right this second.

I want a headache, I want to feel your pain

I caused it, I wanna feel it.

I wanna heal you, I hope you understand...

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I hate that it happened.

I'm sorry, believe me, I fucking hate everything.

Tell me if there's anything I could do, just to save your tears.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I fucked up, I'm sorry.

Ooh, I wish I could go back in time.

Ooh, I wish I could stop everything.

Ooh, and I wish, oh I wish, that you get, get how I feel.

I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I screwed this up.

I'm sorry, believe me, I fucking hate myself.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I am so damn sorry.

If there's, anything, I can do to make it better..

Tell me...

I'm sorry. 

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Ok, so, I am not rlly gonna talk about what happened, but uh, yeah something bad happened. I can't share, it's all my fault tho.

I wanna cry. I wanna have a headache as my eyes turn red as hell. 

I wanna feel their pain. 

I'm the thing that caused it, so I shall feel it. 

You know who you are, if you're reading this, I'm sorry, but I just need people to talk to. Or somewhere to write to. I wont tell anyone what happened. I'll just tell what I feel. 

But uh yea, I'm sorry. I didn't want any of it to happen. 

I fucking hate myself. 

I hate the world, and you happen to be in it. 

I don't need a therapist. I just want them to talk to me. They are sad, I lost my friend. And it hurts. 

IT HURTS LIKE HELL!

I'm sorry. 

I'm so so so so so so so so so so so sorry. 

I fucked up.