I hang my head in shame

I hang my head in shame
once for every day I loved you
of all the 1885 days of my love
from the beginning of our story.

I hang my head in shame
for all the days my love was wasted
once for each day of the 1885 days
less the 120 days in which you loved me.

I hang my head in shame
for all the days in which I didn't know
that my love was a waste
when I didn't want to know.

I hang my head in shame
for every thought I thought about you
day after day in which I didn't cross your mind
and I didn't mind enough to call it quits.

I hang my head in shame
for every sleepless night
for the sadness, and for the fear of losing
that which I did not have.

I hang my head in shame
for loving a man
who didn't care enough to stay away
when he knew he should.