I Hope I Don't Fuck This Up

I wanted to dedicate a song to you
 But all of my songs are about ex-girlfriends and puke
 So I sat down to write you a love song
 (?)
 It wasn't impressing anyone
 And even though I tried really hard
 All I came up with was
 You are opossum living in a trash can on my heart, you're opossum in my heart
 I'm sorry I left that towel on the floor
 So sorry that I snore
 Sorry I'm taking my band on tour
 Sorry that I'm insecure
 Sorry I'm awkward around your friends
 Sorry I get jealous when you talk to other men
 Sorry I drank all your wine again
 Sorry I apologize so much
 Yeah, I hope that I don't fuck this up
 Yeah, I hope that I don't fuck this up
 Yeah, I hope that I don't fuck this up
 And she said, "don't be so hard on yourself, you fuckin' idiot
 I don't need anybody else, you stupid asshole
 I'm for you and you are for me
 But you gotta get over your insecurities"
 And that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me
 So I tried to recipocrate with something romantic and sweet
 When I got home I thought of the perfect thing to say
 But of course in that moment, it didn't happen that way
 I just held your hand and looked you in the eyes and I said:
 "You're pretty rad to do, you're pretty rad to do, you're pretty rad to do, you're pretty rad."