It s my bad

Калининская Ольга
If you ask me why I'm sad,
I will answer it's my bad.

No use crying over spilt milk,
No one is safe from a bilk.

I know he wants to be nice,
But you're still on thin ice.

You know I want to be wise,
I'd rather make a joke to break th'ice.

I would like such sunny weather,
I should get my act together.