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I, I've got a lot to apologize for
Oh, Caroline, she can't rely on me...

You never got what you wanted
And I never got that far
Took what I want off top the key
Then went and crashed your car
But ain't that what love is, my fault?
What's yours is ours and ours is fucked
Picking the furs from out the grill
And cashing in my luck

I, I've got a lot to apologize for
Oh, Caroline, she can't rely on me...
And amongst the list of things I should say to you
Oh, Caroline, that's more words than I can afford lately

Well at least we had our fun
Get kicked out the country club
Aw, they're all no fun anyway
No, they don't like those games wе play
Then she revеals the truth to me
In simple words she always speaks
It don't have to be this way
It's in the choices that you make
Well, all my choices elude pain
Bank it up for rainy days

I, I've got a lot to apologize for
Oh, Caroline, she can't rely on me...
And amongst the list of things I should say to you
Oh, Caroline, that's more words than I can afford-
Lately, lately

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