• I'll admit,
    I didn't do a very good job at growing up,
    I'm nowhere near the person I wanted to be,
    I've got a few bad habits,
    And that's only the first of my lies.

    I confess,
    I'm not the kind of guy you want to be with,
    I have too many problems for you to handle,
    I give you so much crap,
    And I regret every moment.

    I love you. (It's an addiction)
    I want to better for you.
    I'm trying to be good,
    And I'm feeling the withdrawal of being bad.

    I will boast,
    I've a very long way from where I was before,
    Thanks to you, I'm a better guy,
    But I still have so far to go to be acceptable,
    And yet you still haven't left me... Why?

    I don't get it,
    I'm such a jerk, but you seem so blind,
    You only see the good in me, something I can't find,
    Maybe I'm getting better, and I'm the blind one,
    But I still don't understand why you love me.

    My love, my darling, my sweet addiction,
    Please, please tell me why,
    Why haven't you given up on me?
    After everything I've done to you?