It's maturity that I'm lacking So don't, don't let me go And all you need to know is I'm so sorry It's not like me Just let me know that growing up goes slow. And I'm so sorry, it's not like me Today I'm gonna write a sad song Gonna make it really long

Express yourself, don't repress yourself And I'm not sorry (I'm not sorry) It's human nature (It's human nature) I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me (It's human nature) (Express yourself, don't repress yourself) Oops, I didn't know I couldn't

If I needed someone to control me If I need someone to hold me down I would change my direction If I needed someone to push me around Drown, rolling faster then I'm breathing Good morning day And save myself before I Sorry I'm not there But all my

I won't pick up the phone And you can tell me that you're sorry But I don't believe you baby You don't have to call anymore This is the last straw Don't wanna hurt anymore Like I did before You're not sorry, no no All this time I was wasting

I need you more than dope My heart would break without you Might not awake without you Been hurting low, from living high for so long I'm sorry, and I love you Sing with me, "Bell Bottom Blue" I'll keep on searching for an answer 'Cause I need you more

Are we having fun yet Yet, yet, yet, no no This is how you remind me of what I really am It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breaking And I've been wrong I've been down

It's not my crime, so why do I have to pay? I'm doing time, this feeling I can't shake I'm lost in the suffering for nothing My heart don't understand It's beating for an innocent man I've been a victim of some sorry circumstance That was committed by

Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe Nothing unwanted I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I You're the only power (power) You're the only power that can If I ever instigated I’m sorry Tell me who in here can relate, I, I, I I don't even

Cigarette smoker, I'm sorry But we're all unsure how much you've had But we think that you outta maybe not have anymore Sat at the side of the pool at one of your houses With wet white trousers on And worlds collide as the evening continues, the dignity

And the only thing you're sorting out is your imagination Shadows underneath the eyes My lack of proof is your disguise You won't remember me There's nothing really I can say But sorry mate and walk away I could be wrong unless you play your game This