Apologies, I Have Some
I got something that belongs to you.
And it's stuck here for so goddamn long, I don't give a fuck.
But it starts to swell while my grin hardly covers it up.
I sleep on my side at night
and every time I turn, yeah every time I turn
I see the time is passing by.
You'd better pick it up, it's about time.
I know I never said too much.
I started to doubt when it all was said and done.
I know I've said enough.
And I wonder why it takes so goddamn long.
A dirty wound won't heal till you clean it up.
The scars will fade, so let's move on.
And it doesn't take much of an effort, to fuck it up once more.
But it's a hell of a job, to apologize for.
I sleep on my side at night
and every time I turn, yeah every time I turn
I see the time is passing by.
I'd better clear things up, 'fore I'm out of time.
I know I'd never said a lot.
I started to doubt when it all was said and done.
I know I haven't said enough.
And I'm sorry that it takes so goddamn long.
A dirty wound won't heal till you clean it up.
Scars will stay, but let's move on.
And it doesn't take much of an effort, to fuck it up once more.
But it's a hell of a job, to apologize for
And it's stuck here for so goddamn long, I don't give a fuck.
But it starts to swell while my grin hardly covers it up.
I sleep on my side at night
and every time I turn, yeah every time I turn
I see the time is passing by.
You'd better pick it up, it's about time.
I know I never said too much.
I started to doubt when it all was said and done.
I know I've said enough.
And I wonder why it takes so goddamn long.
A dirty wound won't heal till you clean it up.
The scars will fade, so let's move on.
And it doesn't take much of an effort, to fuck it up once more.
But it's a hell of a job, to apologize for.
I sleep on my side at night
and every time I turn, yeah every time I turn
I see the time is passing by.
I'd better clear things up, 'fore I'm out of time.
I know I'd never said a lot.
I started to doubt when it all was said and done.
I know I haven't said enough.
And I'm sorry that it takes so goddamn long.
A dirty wound won't heal till you clean it up.
Scars will stay, but let's move on.
And it doesn't take much of an effort, to fuck it up once more.
But it's a hell of a job, to apologize for
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Writer(s): Tim Van Tol
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- If We Go Down, We Will Go Together
- Dirty Boots
- Hands Full of Dust
- Apologies, I Have Some
- Bitter Morning Taste
- What It Takes
- If We Would Know
- I Could Have Been a Dancer
- Before It All Ends
- Apologies, I Have Some (Bonus Track)
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