I Fucked Up

You said you were leaving, I didn’t ask you to stay You packed your bags, I didn’t try to take them away Got in the cab, looked back before it drove away I was an ass, so let me cut right to the chase I fucked up, didn’t want it to be this way I fucked up, I should have asked you to stay I fucked up, now there’s nothing left to say Guess that’s just the phrase of the day I want you here with me, I tried calling on the phone We never had kids, but we made this house a home It’s been 3 months now since you went off on your own You’re meeting new people and I’m here all alone I fucked up, didn’t want it to be this way I fucked up, didn’t want it to end this way I fucked up, now there’s nothing else to say Guess that’s just the phrase of the day Your mama still calls me; she says I’m her favorite son She tells me you’re married; your new life already begun Do you think about me and the life we could have had? I guess in some ways I’m a lot like my dad, in that I fucked up, didn’t want it to be this way I fucked up, didn’t want it to end this way I fucked up, now there’s nothing else to say Guess that’s just the phrase of the day (Repeat Hook)