I'm sorry that I talk way too much
and never know the right things to say.
I'm sorry that I laugh when nothing's "funny"
and that I spaz at least ten times a day
I'm sorry that I'm the know-it-all
who sometimes gets answers wrong.
I'm sorry that I'm a fun country tune
when you'd bargained for a pop song.
I'm sorry that I'm much stranger than most
with my uncountable number of quirks.
I'm sorry I'm honest and speak my mind
that I don't whisper sweet nothings or flirt.
I'm sorry that I'm not that pretty girl in your dreams,
not the flower you want me to be.
I'm sorry that I'm not your perfect girl.
I'm sorry, Sunshine, that I'm me.