Some times I ask God why have I been blessed
To love such a strong woman like you as you test
Yourself and your faith by loving a foolish man
One like me as I keep cheating on you again and again.
Baby, I cannot keep hurting you,
Because I keep hurting me each time
You take me back after what I put you though...
Your love is pure, you deserve better than mine.
...I am sorry
Some times I question myself why I do this to you
And your wounded heart so troubled by what I do,
When I sleep with other women on many occasions
That I am tired before we begin our celebrations.
Baby, I cannot keep hurting you,
Because I keep hurting me each time
You take me back after what I put you though...
Your love is pure, you deserve better than mine.
...I am sorry
Telling you I worked late,
When there were no calls made...
I am sorry.
Telling you I saw family out of town,
When there were no post cards found...
I am sorry.
Telling you I have friends too,
When my very best friend should be you...
I am sorry.
Telling you my brother had the car,
When you need it first by far...
I am sorry.
Lying about the numbers in my jeans,
When you believed I was one of your dreams...
I am sorry.
Baby, I cannot hurting you,
Because I keep hurting me each time
You take me back after what I put you though...
Your love is pure, you deserve better than mine.
...I am sorry