can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should

forgive sounds good
forget I'm not sure I could
they say time heals everything
but I'm still waiting

I made my bed and sleep like a baby
with no regrets and I don't mind sayin'
it's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
daughter that she ought to hate a prefect stranger
and how in the world can the words that I said
send somebody so over the edge
that she'd write me a letter
sayin' that I better shut up
wishing she would never be like me

I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's to late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could


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