if I knew last May what I know today I wouldn't have walked out of your room on the 27th of June and of course I wouldn't have lied about what I was doing on the 4th of July honestly I'd have been honest the whole damn month of August and remember in September when I said I'll be gone till November October I would have been sober in your friends wouldn't have to tell you I told you December was colder than a can of frozen cherries i said fuck inJanuary i got f***** up for Old Times Sake and woke up in jail on Valentine's Day and when they let me out the first Sunday of march, we might have gone to church I wouldn't have this feeling that I have in my heart and I wouldn't have to start this letter with dear April