I called you at 6 a.m
Knew you would be in bed by then
I can’t write a letter in pen
In fear of smearing it with tears
I’m sorry for the things I’ve said
I’m sorry I trusted you like I did
I should have known you for a squid
A squid you were A squid you are
You squirted me with fatal words
Broke my heart like a dying bird
I’m sorry I took this broken path
I’m sorry I went with you
I’m sorry you cried too.
When we pass on the street
When you see me at the store
Don’t remember what I said before
Turn around and walk away
Don’t even look at me
Just flee
I called you at 6 a.m
Knew you would be in bed by then
I can’t write a letter with a pen
in fear of smearing it with tears
