Life is for Making Mistakes

You had a vicious life
It’s crazy looking back on it with you
Full of terrible strife

You’ll write about it
I’ll be jealous because I’m insecure
We’ll fight about it

We’ll never speak again
I could have prevented all of it
If I had half a brain

I’ll learn from it
That life is for making mistakes and
They sting a bit

But the wounds heal
They’ll buy your bestseller’s rights and
Put it on a reel

Names changed to protect
The innocent from their own mistakes and I’ll
Still try to deflect

Stamped with your love
Forever never able to feel the sun
Shining down from above

Because your love is
Warmer than the sun and my love isn’t
Warmer than his

Not to you, anyway
Even though you said you loved me
We still died that day