Sorry
Yeah, you know sometimes
It's too late to say "I'm sorry"
I can't sleep so I decided to write this letter
We haven't spoke in weeks I hope you're doing twice as better
Cause I feel lost and I don't know how to fight this weather
There's no denying the fact that I love you times forever
I'm feeling like my windpipe just got sliced and severed
I can't breathe without you no matter my fighting effort
I'm hating life right now, I just can grasp this
Any chance I had with you is past tense
I've lost, I've hoped, I've falled, and choked, I falled to the toilet yeah, barf and oats, that's all she wrote
We were at each other's throats
Picked apart, pushed each other all across the room
I'm exausted fumes, man I'm crazy as fuck
I even laid my hands on you, why you hating so much?
This isn't who I am, why am I so angry and rough?
That made you give up, I hang myself daily it sucks
In the glasses I saw your face
Last time we talked we fought at your place
I told you I hate you but that's not the case
I'm sorry, even though it might be too late
Too late, too late, too, too late, too late
To to say my goodbye
Gotta gotta say my goodbye
It's not that I kept making mistakes
It's I kept making the same mistakes for heaven's sakes
I hate myself everyday for the pain I caused
These pain withdrawals had me banging walls
I gotta live with this for the rest of my life
Knowing I put you through shit, I coulda made you my wife
Of course I feel remorse for the course of action I took
The force that I put on you hurts me more than you hurt
I don't even know how to apologize for the shit that I did
I won't forgive myself for the prick that I've been
I'm not a bad guy, I'm just twisted a bit
A psychotic prick that'll throw anything, including a fit
Call me sir-pissed-a-lot
I'm like a child that got his lollipop from him, I'm like the fizz and pop
Shake me up a bit and I'll probably flip my top
Deep down I'm sensitive, I don't know why I picked a pop
It's been a while since I saw your face
Last time we talked we fought at your place
I told you I hate you but that's not the case
I'm sorry, even though it might be too late
Too late, too late, too, too late, too late
To say my goodbye
Gotta gotta say my goodbye
I feel remorse, for the things that I've done to you
I can't believe you're gone it hurts
I know you're hurting too, but I'm hurting worse
Yeah, I feel remorse for the things that I've done to you
I can't believe your gone it hurts
I know you're hurting too, but I'm hurting worse
Yeah, I feel remorse
It's too late to say "I'm sorry"
I can't sleep so I decided to write this letter
We haven't spoke in weeks I hope you're doing twice as better
Cause I feel lost and I don't know how to fight this weather
There's no denying the fact that I love you times forever
I'm feeling like my windpipe just got sliced and severed
I can't breathe without you no matter my fighting effort
I'm hating life right now, I just can grasp this
Any chance I had with you is past tense
I've lost, I've hoped, I've falled, and choked, I falled to the toilet yeah, barf and oats, that's all she wrote
We were at each other's throats
Picked apart, pushed each other all across the room
I'm exausted fumes, man I'm crazy as fuck
I even laid my hands on you, why you hating so much?
This isn't who I am, why am I so angry and rough?
That made you give up, I hang myself daily it sucks
In the glasses I saw your face
Last time we talked we fought at your place
I told you I hate you but that's not the case
I'm sorry, even though it might be too late
Too late, too late, too, too late, too late
To to say my goodbye
Gotta gotta say my goodbye
It's not that I kept making mistakes
It's I kept making the same mistakes for heaven's sakes
I hate myself everyday for the pain I caused
These pain withdrawals had me banging walls
I gotta live with this for the rest of my life
Knowing I put you through shit, I coulda made you my wife
Of course I feel remorse for the course of action I took
The force that I put on you hurts me more than you hurt
I don't even know how to apologize for the shit that I did
I won't forgive myself for the prick that I've been
I'm not a bad guy, I'm just twisted a bit
A psychotic prick that'll throw anything, including a fit
Call me sir-pissed-a-lot
I'm like a child that got his lollipop from him, I'm like the fizz and pop
Shake me up a bit and I'll probably flip my top
Deep down I'm sensitive, I don't know why I picked a pop
It's been a while since I saw your face
Last time we talked we fought at your place
I told you I hate you but that's not the case
I'm sorry, even though it might be too late
Too late, too late, too, too late, too late
To say my goodbye
Gotta gotta say my goodbye
I feel remorse, for the things that I've done to you
I can't believe you're gone it hurts
I know you're hurting too, but I'm hurting worse
Yeah, I feel remorse for the things that I've done to you
I can't believe your gone it hurts
I know you're hurting too, but I'm hurting worse
Yeah, I feel remorse
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Writer(s): Dennis Maniatakis
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