I wish my mouth hadn't been the culprit.
I want to whisper I'm sorry
over and over again,
and build you sea you could drown in,
because I know you're not happy alive.
And I know that it's my fault.
I couldn't save you,
not even if I wanted to.
His arms around me feel so strong,
his hand in my mine feels so warm.
You know that
I'll never forgive myself for liking it.
Not when he's the one you're after.
If unhappiness is a crime,
well then joy is a virtue.
And goddamn it dear,
I wish you were virtuous.
I would give anything to see
a smile tease your lips,
instead of thoughts of me and him
teasing your tears.
But there's still time,
time to know exactly what you're missing.
His arms around me feel so strong,
his hand in mine feels so warm.
You know that I'll never forgive myself
for liking it,
not when he's the one you're after.
You say you'll love me forever,
no matter what you feel.
But what about me?
Babe, I feel your jealousy.
And I'm not okay with it,
no I'm not okay.
