Dear best friend I've ever had in twenty-four years of breathing oxygen
Dear miss if I had a girl like you then I know that I'd never wanna swap again
Dear miss how the fuck could you fuck me up so much just by knowing me for 16 months?
Dear miss leave me lost for words
Dear miss first crush, first push, over the plank into the world, kerplush
First rush, first blush, first big denial, first punch that really hurt, first taste of bile
First splurt of cursed blood to burst through my shirt like givin birth to an alien that falls down and dies in the dirt, first object of all of my affection, first deep confusion, first big rejection
Why were you so certain I'd heard you the first time you told me that our friendship was a curse?
What made you assume it had even occurred to me that this wouldn't work?
Dear miss, "I'm so sensitive and gentle, the last thing I'd want to do is make you go mental
I sit you down and preach that you should think before you speak (x2)
And then I say, 'sorry but we can't be friends, this is where my support and loyalty ends
Go now, it's time to get on with your life. I need you know that even though I'm the one that cut with the knife
I won't be there to stitch up your wounds for you – why's this comin as a shock? I assumed ya knew
Anyway, I've got a long day ahead of me and you've got places to be
So before you can comprehend the fact that this is the last of my face you'll see, please leave.'"

Dear miss "I'm too busy to clarify why I won't reply to a single word you write
Even though you're obviously tryin with all your might to stop a beautiful thing from endin in a big ugly fight"
Dear miss "Dutch is my first language but even if you write to me by hand with the blandest English
I still won't understand it. I tell you that it's too much that you're demandin when
You say 'I just wanna know why you're pissed off, and find forgiveness before we both lift off
And fly to other sides of the world, and before we die, don't I deserve a goodbye?'"
I wanted to say I was sorry but you wouldn't listen and now there's a quarry that I keep on diggin and it's full of feelins of constantly bleedin when I should be healin and I don't know
Why I'm not, why it won't stop, it's like I got shot in the heart

Now I've been learnin a little bit about forgiveness, you see I used to think this shit was so easy but I never did
Witness what it was like for somebody to trip over this heartstring upon this sleeve and flip this switch that's
Positioned to rip skin like liprings from lips, sting the shit out of my soul, leave a hole of abyss,
Then somehow when there's nothing left to take you take the piss. I try to understand that it's a mistake and that's all it is
And that all of this is nothin but a big misunderstanin, an unforseeable clash of feelings and crash landin
Of the vessel that carried our love, and I try to tell myself that maybe you just misunderstood
And you're just a soul whose intentions are good, I'm sure you never meant to hurt me and it will do no good
To stay sore forevermore should you continue to ignore me, and let's face it, it's far too late for you to say you're sorry
These scars are already pouring their puss in torrents, their marks have been scored in like Zorro, this sorrow is haunting and warping
My flesh and muscle, because the bullet is buried too deep for me to reach, I can't just fish it out in a hurry
So now I understand that forgiveness comes from the heart
So as long as this pain still lives inside of me, as long as there are nights that I get cried to sleep
From trying to keep my mind from sneakin off to push rewind on the record of time and play it on repeat,
Or fast forwardin to the sneak preview of me and you finally seein each other again, and goin over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over the conversation where I'm explainin how you damaged me... then I haven't forgiven you. I'm willin to. I'm tryin.