Sorry,
I can't hear you through the smash
And crash of tears.
Sorry,
Has been said so many times
It hasn't meant a thing to you in years.
Silence
Followed by a deeper silence,
Then to bed.
Morning
It's an ordinary day
As though nothing had happend or been said.
If that's your way
Of saying your sorry,
If that's your way
Of saying your sorry,
If that's your way
Of saying your sorry,
I don't mind.
I know
We have something we can not
articulate.
A million
Better men may worship you,
But do they have the thing that you'd reciprocate?
Listen,
I'm not taking this for granted
Though it's hard.
Moving
With each other every moment
But are we still whenever we're apart?
I hear your threats,
And now I'm taking bets
That it's your way
Of saying you're sorry.
That it's your way
Of saying you're sorry.
If that's your way
Of saying you're sorry,
I don't mind.
I don't mind.
I don't mind.