I'm sorry I hit you with my flip flop, baby I thought you were a dream, you were making a scene I'm sorry I might have lied about Jim and Johnny We were only good friends simply making amends
Oh ha ha ha ha ha ha, you must think I'm a fool Selling your bullshit, babe, I'm not buying, even Fidel, ain't that cruel I'd have to be lazy, bat-shit and crazy to let you back into my heart But the voice in my head says I must stay in bed so tomorrow I'll part
I'm sorry I don't know why your car is missing I didn't sell it, I swear, do you think I would dare? I'm sorry I shot you with my Smith & Wesson I didn't think you would die, baby, please don't die
So bye bye bye bye bye, baby please don't be upset I tried my hardest, and I went the farthest, but it wasn't enough for me yet Shoulda seen this coming, shoulda had your ass running, shoulda shut that damn door in your face But I let you barge into me, and then I just let you be, and I'll just take a look at this placeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
