Everything bad that I've been
the rain has taken it
my old self is not my windscreen
Now the breeze hits my forehead high
If I have ever hurt you
because I have hurt so many people so much
You should see that I left behind some thankyou
to when you will accept my apologies
Do not bring this story again
do not cling to her to justify your sadness
I do not like the person I was, I will never be a saint
So then accept it and go home
I can not dry your tears
or kneel to kiss your feet
people make sometimes cruel mistakes
but ask for forgiveness, cry a little and outhears
