Dear Mr. Editor
Won't you please
Print my story
In your magazine

Warn all the lovers
How a cheating heart
Can only end up in misery

I was a lying, cheating fool
Treated her so [bad word] Broke her heart and made her cry
Broke [bad word] and that's my
 [bad word] confession)
She can read the story
(Read it in your magazine)
That's my [bad word] confession [bad word] confession) and I'm sorry
(Sorry that I treated her so mean)
(Oh, sorry that I treated her mean)

I would call her up and apologize
If I was half the man I should be
But I'm afraid it's too late for that
Cause I know she wouldn't listen to me

I was a lying, cheating fool
Treated her so [bad word] Broke her heart and made her cry
Broke [bad word] and that's my
 [bad word] confession)
She can read the story
(Read it in your magazine)
That's my [bad word] confession [bad word] confession) let her know that I
(Sorry that I treated her so mean)
(Oh, sorry that I treated her mean)

I know her love was [bad word] But I made her cry
Time after time

Until one day
She couldn't take it no more
She said goodbye to me and
Walked straight out the door

So, please Mr. Editor, ask her for me
To take me back and give me a try
And I'll be [bad word]  oh, so [bad word] And I'll love her til the day I die
And that's my
 [bad word] confession)
She buys your magazine
(Reads it in your magazine)
Print the story, it's mine [bad word] confession)...