Sorry
Okay
Just enough time to get your off of your couch trip
You see the signs, but you can't seem to make the pieces fit
Hypocrite, I'm sick of it, tired of your lines
If there's something left it won't be your mind
Sorry's not good enough
But I guess you tried your luck
Sorry it just won't cut
You had to go and fuck things up
I guess my fears have come out and made themselves true
Bridges burned, overturned, nice to know you
You know what you did, my friend, you dug right into this pit
There's nothing left here since you had to get rid of it
Sorry's not good enough
But I guess you tried your luck
Sorry it just won't cut
You had to go and fuck things up
Rather have no friend than best friend
If that's what you call me these days
To put a bullet in your brain
I just can't wait
I tried my best to make you see
She'd drive a wedge, guaranteed
You turned your back on me
But now I'm free
Sorry's not good enough
But I guess you tried your luck
Sorry it just won't cut
You had to go and fuck things up
Sorry's not good enough
But I guess you tried your luck, my friend
Sorry it just won't cut
You had to go and fuck things up
Just enough time to get your off of your couch trip
You see the signs, but you can't seem to make the pieces fit
Hypocrite, I'm sick of it, tired of your lines
If there's something left it won't be your mind
Sorry's not good enough
But I guess you tried your luck
Sorry it just won't cut
You had to go and fuck things up
I guess my fears have come out and made themselves true
Bridges burned, overturned, nice to know you
You know what you did, my friend, you dug right into this pit
There's nothing left here since you had to get rid of it
Sorry's not good enough
But I guess you tried your luck
Sorry it just won't cut
You had to go and fuck things up
Rather have no friend than best friend
If that's what you call me these days
To put a bullet in your brain
I just can't wait
I tried my best to make you see
She'd drive a wedge, guaranteed
You turned your back on me
But now I'm free
Sorry's not good enough
But I guess you tried your luck
Sorry it just won't cut
You had to go and fuck things up
Sorry's not good enough
But I guess you tried your luck, my friend
Sorry it just won't cut
You had to go and fuck things up
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Writer(s): Garrett Blake
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