Karaoké emails i can't send Sabrina Carpenter

It's times like these wish I had a time machine so

I could see what you did

October thirteenth at

Ten fifteen, were you really asleep, were you lyin' to me and the family

There's no us in us when I'm lackin' trust, you wanna discuss ugh

You disgust me

Don't make me cuss you out

Why'd you let me down

Don't say sorry now

And thanks to you I

I can't love right

I get nice guys and villainize them

Read their texts like they're havin' sex right now

Scared I'll find out that it's true and

If I do then

I blame you for every worst that

I assume, when I'm

Forty-five someone calls me their wife and he fucks our lives in one selfish night, don't think I'll

Find forgiveness as fast as mom did and

God I love you but you're such a dipshit

Please fuckin' fix this 'cos you were all

I looked up to

Now I can't even look at you

You too

I mean as they say in Chicago

He had it comin'