I'm Sorry
I'm sorry if I hurt you badly
I'm sorry that you feel this way
I'm sorry for it all, and sadly
I can tell you're not okay
I'm sorry if I hurt you badly
I'm sorry that you're feeling pain
I'm sorry for it all, and sadly
I can see that we're both drained
Wasn't meant to be this way, we're good mates
We would notify each other on our first dates
We get along really well and it feels great
And let me say, you make a hell of a classmate
Even thought we sorted it I still feel guilty
What I said, at the end, it's filthy
I know it's fine, and you want to conceal me
But I'm still very sorry, you feel me?
I'm sorry if I hurt you badly
I'm sorry that you feel this way
I'm sorry for it all, and sadly
I can tell you're not okay
I'm sorry if I hurt you badly
I'm sorry that you're feeling pain
I'm sorry for it all, and sadly
I can see that we're both drained
Hear me out, Let me shout
Let me scream, all about
Hear me now? Am I loud?
I'm allowed, to let it out
You tell me, it's sorted
Our problem, aborted
Your thoughts are, imported
I feel, rewarded
I'm sorry if I'm a mess
I haven't gotten there yet
I try my best to impress
I'm trying not to feel stressed
I'm sorry if I'm a mess
I haven't gotten there yet
I try my best to impress
I'm trying not to feel stressed
I'm sorry that you feel this way
I'm sorry for it all, and sadly
I can tell you're not okay
I'm sorry if I hurt you badly
I'm sorry that you're feeling pain
I'm sorry for it all, and sadly
I can see that we're both drained
Wasn't meant to be this way, we're good mates
We would notify each other on our first dates
We get along really well and it feels great
And let me say, you make a hell of a classmate
Even thought we sorted it I still feel guilty
What I said, at the end, it's filthy
I know it's fine, and you want to conceal me
But I'm still very sorry, you feel me?
I'm sorry if I hurt you badly
I'm sorry that you feel this way
I'm sorry for it all, and sadly
I can tell you're not okay
I'm sorry if I hurt you badly
I'm sorry that you're feeling pain
I'm sorry for it all, and sadly
I can see that we're both drained
Hear me out, Let me shout
Let me scream, all about
Hear me now? Am I loud?
I'm allowed, to let it out
You tell me, it's sorted
Our problem, aborted
Your thoughts are, imported
I feel, rewarded
I'm sorry if I'm a mess
I haven't gotten there yet
I try my best to impress
I'm trying not to feel stressed
I'm sorry if I'm a mess
I haven't gotten there yet
I try my best to impress
I'm trying not to feel stressed
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Writer(s): Dominic Syddall
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