I did nothing and this has nothing to do with me
These are not my issues they are yours
I could have come home drunk and woke you with kisses
Said I had wanted you to come with me to Peter’s instead of I am glad I went alone
And those words would have wounded you, or not,
I could have gone back to my house because my gut said you needed space
But you would have just been mat at me for not coming like I said I would
It’s like all those times you left your door open but never told me
And then made it mean I didn’t care when I never came to crawl in bed with you
I could get a list of actions from you, rules, and regulations and follow every last one of them,
And you would find a reason to not want this, end this, prove we do not work
Not because it is true or real
But because it’s the only scenario you want
I could be perfect and God could come down from the heavens above and say we are soul mates,
That he designed us to fit
And you would still burn us down
Because lets face it
The only opinion you have ever been able to accept is your own