Look, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I want to cut myself all over, right open so everyone can see what I am underneath, but I won't, not a scratch because I know it would hurt you, because I know its what hurt you to begin with. I'm so sorry,you gave me so many chances, but I didn't know then, I didn't know what you felt, that id hurt you. And now I'm out of chances, when I finally see what I've done. I reckon I could do it right this time, that we could be good friends, that I wouldn't mess up. But it won't happen, and I won't tell you this.. Because you don't want to know any more. But I'm sorry, and that, I think, doesn't even cover it properly x