sorry.

sorry sorry sorry sorry
apologies begin to bore me
as they shift and change their purpose
From meaningful to worthless
From good with words to way too many
Forgotten promise mes and broken facts
Honestly you probably cant
Tell fiction from the facts
I'm not trying to cause friction
Nor apply torque with much force
I said I need you so, so
Twist and bend to mend
And finish what you start
Put a little oomph in it
And have a little heart
I know you care about us
And tension is quite fine
But snap if you dare
Its your life not mine
Sorry sorry sorry
Sorry
Sorry