I went to work.
There is some comfort food left on the stove.
Consider canceling Providence,
bearing in mind my doubt in your promises.
At this point,
I honestly don't know whether
to leave you or to forgive you.
Enjoy the rest of your day.
Yes, you went to work,
and there's nothing that I can do.
Nevertheless, I'm already on my way to you.
I'm not that guy.
Maybe I am a lot of things,
maybe I am an underachiever,
who is four years behind
but, I would never leave you nor deceive you.
'Cause I am yours and you are mine.
And I'm going to prove it to you
every single night.