Why did I have to feel so bad Why couldn’t she.
Why couldn’t I be perfect Why me?
Why did I do terrible things Why couldn’t he?
Why, why me? I was young and stupid, I was crazy and nuts.
No excuse is good enough, not for me!
Why me is my only question so I will leave with that. Why me to do things? Why me to sin?
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Why me? Oh why, is the only question on my mind!
I've never been perfect, although I've tried, why me?
I sinned, I harmed, I watched myself bleed, why me?
I make excuses, try to slip
Away from this ever growing guilt
WHY ME!?
Why did I have to do such things? Such foolish folly as these?
Why must I be the one to suffer?
Why, oh, why me?
