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Yeah. Baby, I fucked up everywhere. It wasn't you or anything I didn't like or love about you. It was all my own shit.
You made me happy. You scared the shit out of me because I didn't know what I wanted and I still don't. I thought I could find it somewhere else, but that somewhere else didn't want me either so I got what I deserved.
I know what I did. I have to live with it. Meanwhile, you're with who you need to be so it worked out in the end. I'm not walking away, I promise. I just don't want to be dumped on all the time. I already know I'm shit.