Feeling pretty bad

Don't want to be like my dad

Have I fallen so deep?

I feel like a creep

Insides turning ash-black and hollow

Won't be saying "see you tomorrow"

Like I always do

I don't deserve to

"And if thy right eye offend thee

pluck it out, and cast it from thee"

Empty and sad

O, the times I should have had

It might as well be done

I've sinned against the One

I cared so much

For a lovely Dutch

But it shriveled me like a raisin

The wrong thing, for the right reason

"But unto Cain and his offerings he had not respect

and Cain was very wroth, and his countenance fell"

Infatuation is nothing but trouble

The heart transforms to rubble

Hurting her and myself

The books fell off the shelf

Cupid's arrow hit its mark

Sending me into the dark

Where I was blind, I saw magic

Know now my will was tragic

"My wounds stink and are corrupt

because of my foolishness"

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

Sorry

Sorry

"Wherefore I abhor myself

and repent in dust and ashes"