And I know I can't take it back
Cause everything inside, it never comes out right.
And when I see you cry, it makes me wanna die.
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue.
I'm sorry about all the things I said to you.
And I know I can't take it back.
I love how you kiss. I love all your sounds,
And baby the way you make my world go round,
And I just, wanted to say, I'm sorry.
This time, I think I'm to blame.
It's harder, to get through the days.
We get older and blame turns to shame.
Cause everything inside, it never comes out right.
And when I see you cry, it makes me wanna die.
/michaela
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