Testo di The Sorry Note

So tell me what's the worst thing you have done the treacherous felony hid from the sun It's all thats haunted you since first you learned the truth I feel so criminal in my own skin caught in the act of a delicate sin and I was just a boy but man, thats no excuse and now, I cant sleep a wink without thinking (a)bout it The white, fluffy smoking cloud I produced along with abuse of the most wonderful gift I wish I could stop thinking of it, and I guess this is the thing I'm trying to say I'm Sorry Now it's 2 A.M I think it's getting late worry about this tomorrow I'm staying up late at night writing my sorry note To a deceased armadillo But I think it's important cause God knows I still regret it