 If there is something to be admired about the song from my point of view, lover of the pleading valid I am, lover of the too late sobbing, lover of the person leaning against the makeshift wall of packed boxes, refusing to move until they can state their case just one last time, I must say, I truly admire how shameless the lyrics of this cursed collaborative tune are, how, under many other circumstances, these type of pleas would be at