Would you mind if I stay out your window, and count the stars and my miseries?
I’ve crossed you so many times, I’m afraid I cannot dare crossing you at the streets.
I got hit, and I needed to, by my lowest self.
I’m trying to get back up, but it’s not easy.
Would you mind if I just watch you while you cry yourself to sleep.
I’ll cry too, knowing it should not be you. ‘Cause it had to be me.
After all the troubles I’ve created for you, I cannot trade your shoes.
I’ll promise that I’ll change. Don’t believe me ’cause it’s not easy.
Would you mind if I stargaze and fight my demons in the cold street?
Where we could’ve strolled hands in hands, comforted each other beneath the oak tree.
I got away, and I needed to, ‘cause I got dangerous.
I’m trying to pull myself up, but darling it’s not easy. You see?
Would you mind if I ask you to erase me from your memory?
I’ve always struck nails in your coffin. I’m not the one who shares coffee.
People like me needs to be hated. Loving me is a rare disease.
I’m trying to change for a change. It might take ages ‘cause it’s not easy.
Would you mind if I want you to move on, love someone who would love you back, unlike me?
I’ll cry a little, ‘cause losing you is a loss, but I know I don’t deserve you. Won’t ever.
After all, I’m a dickhead. I only shared your bed, not your miseries.
I’ll promise that I’ll change. Don’t believe me ‘cause it’s not easy.