My words are spoken fast
My mumbled words come out in a tumble
I wish it wasn't as loud as a whisper
Because I know I'd have to say it again
I know this may be futile
For your decisions aren't feeble
But permit my saying
Stingy is what I turned to be
I'm damned for my indiscretions and selfishness
Rest assured these words sound empty
Regret has filled my breast
Accused on not understanding you
Guilty as charged
Sentenced to a life of emptiness
Without a most cherished friend
