You'll be accepting my apology for taking things too seriously
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Sometimes i'm old enough to to keep routines,
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Sometimes i'm child enough to scream for
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Everything i broke in two
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You're barely missing me, i'm missing you and everything you do
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I really do
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My once photographic memory for recollection's sake is failing me
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I can't remember for the life of me
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Sometimes i can think to recite words that i read and rewrite
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My pens paint people that i've proven wrong,
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But we move on
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Get a job where i can tell all of my accounts of someone else
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I'm quick enough to judge that they were wrong and that we knew it all along
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Sing a long long-winded song i would be content to hum along
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If i state that my fingers know where to show what everyone should have known,
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I'll let it go
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Hopefully you'll forget any words that i put in print
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My luck, you'll change and have strength enough to walk away
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My Apology
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| Get Up Kids |
