does it make you sick when you think about it dear are you starting to regret that with your bare knees on the tile floor and your head resting against the toilet because it's your wandering eyes that got us here and i don't know if i can forget this so i'm still strumming on the same three chords and waiting for you to come to your senses i've been wondering if it's really on me or if i could have done something not to drive you to do the things you did does it make you sick when you think about it dear oh does it make you worry cause you're still stuck on the same three words and i'm trying to make you out but my vision is getting blurry i can see the dull outline of your bodies intertwined between the sheets now does it make you feel desired to have his hands on your body instead of me now i've been wondering if it's really on me or if i could have done something not to drive you into his arms and i know you're coming back again like a long lost son but i don't know if i can be so forgiving like my father would be oh why did you have to leave