And I thought that this had to go a specific way
And in order for it to be true
I had to feel a little bit less than okay.

 So I’ve said I’m sorry I’m not sorry
Countless times
Because I’m sorry I’m not sorry you’re not always on my mind.

 And I thought you would’ve been
Because I think that’s a lot about expectations
But another thing is that they’re rarely met.

 Believe me, I’m not complaining
But trust me,
Sometimes I get caught up with feeling guilty.

 Maybe one day you’ll understand
Because I remember my very first time
And it was more than difficult to comprehend.