Dear Jamie,

Jamie, baby. It's me, Sammy.

And I know you can't stand me.

But I thought I'd reach out,

ask you what this is really about.

I'm sorry I ended up hurting you,

and using my hands to take it further, too.

Jamie, I wasn't thinking.

Jamie, I'd been drinking.

I regret hitting you the most,

sending the trust up in smoke.

Every fight. Every strike. 

Every time I told a lie.

I'm sorry I cheat on you.

I'm sorry I beat on you.

Jamie, baby, please.

I'm here begging on my knees.