I grow tired of the same old line
I hear it everyday, every time
It kills a part of me inside
And you just sit there with a sigh
"I'm sorry"
Each time it does the same to me
It rips my heart and makes it bleed
But blind as a bat you still can't see
And these two words are all you speak
"I'm sorry"
All my wishes go ungranted
But you have everything you've wanted
I continue being haunted
And all my cries are only taunted
"I'm sorry"
You barely give me the the time of day
And I always question if I should stay
But your lies will come back to you one day
Then it will be my turn to say
"I'm sorry"
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My understanding of people isn't dead. It just smells kinda funny.
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