sorry for your selfish act
sorry for the way you made all of us react
sorry for the loser in you
saying sorry is what you have to do
Months I was wondering about how it could be
and how maybe, maybe you really liked me
Not a day went by I didn’t think of you
but now we are really through
sorry for your game
sorry for your now unwelcome fame
sorry for the waste moment
saying sorry is what you have to say, for all the times we’ve spend
At once it came through to me
that you really weren't the one I thought you'd be
I changed the path I went
so my ways with you’d come to an end
sorry for your deeds
sorry for the way you made me bleed
sorry for the times I called you and I a "we"
being sorry is what you ought to be
So now I hope you have a clue
how sorry I feel about you