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"I'm sorry"
That those are the words I hear most
Running from my lips to yours.
That instead of "I love you"
"You're sexy"
Or "thank you"
I'm hearing "I'm sorry" again and again.
I'm sorry for feeling I have to apologize
For things that were said when I was a kid
And I'm sorry that I don't know why I'm sorry
Because I swear, for the life of me
I don't know what I did
But something made us crack
And all the "sorrys" in the world and all the
Wonderings and the dreams and all the
Effort I could give won't bring you
Back to me now.
And that makes me sorry that I didn't
Spend less time on apologies and
Focus my energy on showing I care.
And I'm sorry that all you heard were excuses when really
I should've known, just because you were there that we
Still had a chance,
If I'd just made it work
And I'm sorry that even this poem makes me sound like a
Jerk because I'm just repeating again
"I'm sorry"
And still you're just hearing
"I'm sorry"
When I should be telling you all the things that I feel.
But the thought of you chokes me
And all that can come out
Is a desperate
"I'm sorry"
But please know, it's for real.
That those are the words I hear most
Running from my lips to yours.
That instead of "I love you"
"You're sexy"
Or "thank you"
I'm hearing "I'm sorry" again and again.
I'm sorry for feeling I have to apologize
For things that were said when I was a kid
And I'm sorry that I don't know why I'm sorry
Because I swear, for the life of me
I don't know what I did
But something made us crack
And all the "sorrys" in the world and all the
Wonderings and the dreams and all the
Effort I could give won't bring you
Back to me now.
And that makes me sorry that I didn't
Spend less time on apologies and
Focus my energy on showing I care.
And I'm sorry that all you heard were excuses when really
I should've known, just because you were there that we
Still had a chance,
If I'd just made it work
And I'm sorry that even this poem makes me sound like a
Jerk because I'm just repeating again
"I'm sorry"
And still you're just hearing
"I'm sorry"
When I should be telling you all the things that I feel.
But the thought of you chokes me
And all that can come out
Is a desperate
"I'm sorry"
But please know, it's for real.
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