It is not my cross to bare
The weight of our love lost
Not because I do not care
But more the toll it cost
Burdened with responsibility
Upon my shoulders rest
A load of dark humility
Yes shame describes it best
I've done things I know were wrong
I'm not a perfect man
Scars will last my whole life long
with those I have to stand
Though I will not beg or plea
With others there's blame to share
I will let it rest on me
And thus this cross I'll bare!