You were always on my mind?

As I was eating my cereal tonight (standard fare for those of us who don't cook), Mom was playing Michael Buble. He sings an absolutely beautiful cover of "You Were Always on My Mind" most famously sung by Elvis Presley and also Willie Nelson. Here is my (condensed) train of thought:

What a beautiful voice! Wait a minute! He didn't do x, y, and z* but he was purportedly always thinking of her? Just thinking of her doesn't cut it. This is a cover-up for being a jerk and a user! And now he wants to get back together with her? Don't fall for it! (Call out to Mom that this beautiful song is actually about a jerk who wants "one more chance." Then he croons once more "Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died. Give me, give me one more chance to keep you satisfied.")

Okay, well maybe I'm being too harsh. Maybe he really did try but he wasn't perfect and he just didn't know how to help her. Maybe she didn't TELL him that she was lonely so often. Maybe she hid that she needed him and he was actually crazy about her but messed up a lot. Ouch.

Why do I feel that I need to analyze these lyrics and come to a conclusion about the motives of this fictional ex? Why do I think I am required to give him a fair trial and figure this out? Why can't I stop thinking? Maybe I'm crazy. Do other people think like this? I'm inclined to think not. Maybe they should! Maybe THEY are crazy! Maybe they shouldn't just let these subliminal messages bombard them!

Enough is enough. I miss Donovan. I am going to pick up the pizza.

*Verse two that caught my attention:

Maybe I didn't hold you all those lonely, lonely times,
And I guess I never told you, I'm so happy that you're mine,
If I made you feel second best,
I'm sorry, I was blind.