Imbecillesque

Good morning, baby

Are you still mad at me?

I guess I couldn't blame you,

I instigated this big mess

I acted Imbecilesque; yeah I know

That I could've heard you

Had I've been listening, but,

Instead my arrogance

Divided us and now I'm

Messed up big time, like my guitar

'Coz I love you, but I've hurt you

And though I wish that I could make you smile;

There is nothing that I can do,

Except send a little song across the miles

I'm terribly sorry

And I hope you forgive me

I am terribly sorry, baby.

I acted totally inept, self-centred imbecilesque

'Coz I love you, but I've hurt you

And though I wish that I could make you smile;

There is nothing that I can do,

Except send a little song across the miles

I'm terribly sorry

And I hope you forgive me

I am terribly sorry, baby.