Sorry

Wring out my guilt and hang it on the line
It’s been raining all week
It won’t get a chance to dry
I’ve been looking around the pantry for a box of
Sorries
I’m all run out yeah I’m all run out
Its not that hard to say I know
Its not that hard to say I know
Its not that hard to say so why can’t I say it now
And its been swelling up inside like the kitchen
Sponge
It’s in the back of my throat
It’s in the tip of my tongue
If I could sweep it out the door
That could be the end
But this wind keeps blowing it in again
It’s not that hard to say I know
It’s not that hard to say I know
It’s not that hard to say so why can’t I say it now
Say it now
Say it now
Say it now
Say it now
Say it now
Say it now
And I’ve been locking all the doors and drawing all the blinds
It always seems to find its way back inside
If I could sweep it out the door that could be the end
But this wind keeps blowing it in again
So why can’t I say it now
Say it now
Say it now
Say it now
Say it now
Say it now
Say it now

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