May I be the first to say,
things should have never been this way.
I know that what you need is so much more,
not rolled up in a ball, crying on the floor.
Roses and chocolates are nice,
but not all the time.
There are days where I know
you need to be held tight.
That when you cry a river,
I need to be your dam.
Why shouldn't I expect this from myself
if I'm going to be called "your man"?
On behalf of every man, I apologize ladies,
for failing at doing all that we could,
especially when you needed us there the most.
I don't want to ever see you cry again.
It makes me question what kind of man I am,
when my lady is crying at night
and I'm not being the man I know I can be.
Talk is cheap, I know I've done plenty.
When will my actions show that I care?
Because everytime I mess up,
I just show up with red roses
and think that solves the problem, but it doesn't.
There's so much more to it than that.
If I claim that I love her,
how often do my actions match?
Or do they at all?
This is for all of you,
every broken heart, every shattered dream,
every tear drop fallen over someone
who hasn't been who they should be.
I apologize, I can't explain the reasons
why I've been this way.
I don't know them myself.
You are my queen, but I have been a fool.
I won't take this love for granted.
But if I have to get down on my knees
for you to hear my plea, then I will.
Ladies, I am sorry,
from the bottom of my heart.
Let no man treat you wrong.
If it could be possible,
can we try this again?
Could there be a fresh start?
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