Baby, I know that I can be complex, 
So complex that I can push you away 
And not recognize that I hurt you. 

Sometimes, I don't even pay it any mind, 
How much I worry about myself, 
And still remain blind to how I desert you. 

Sweetheart, I know that I don't want nobody but you, 
Not another woman in this word can change my view, 
Because I truly do, baby, I truly do love you, 
Nothing touches my life and heart the way you do. 

But I accused you of doing me wrong, 
When you have been faithful all along, 
Baby, my insecurities got the best of me, 
Sweetheart, I am so sorry. 

I look at my life and how much joy you brought, 
I should've known to not believe people's thoughts; 
Misery loves company and allows my mind be bought 
By paying attention to the foolishness why we fought. 

And I trusted others instead of 
Trusting in you, the woman I love; 
Baby, my insecurities got the best of me, 
Sweetheart, I am so sorry.