Hey, say what you will, you got every right to. I still ain’t got nothin’ but love. I know it was most certainly all my bad and not yours, but I beseech you not to play that hand you’re in the process of laying down. Its not a pretty one.
That’s why it had to be not about you and me, but me and my dialogue with the big guy upstairs. I just want to be a good person, I want to give you want you need, but how do I go about doing that? Is that even possible at this point? If I focus too hard on you I become disoriented.Is your attitude towards me fuckall? Trust me when I say I don’t take any of it lightly, your sort of heavy can’t be shaken off