I blame it on your love I blame it on your love, I do Every time I fuck it up I can't help it, I can't stop Sorry, I blame it on your love, yeah Every time you get too close I run, I run away And every time you say the words, I don't know what to say

Yeah I know that I let you down Is it too late to say I'm sorry now? I'm sorry, yeah Is it too late now to say sorry? Sorry, yeah You gotta go and get angry at all of my honesty You know I try but I don't do too well with apologies I hope I don't run out

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

Dum-da-da-da-da-da-dum I promise I can change See you can find me The tallest building, in the tallest city And I will build a ladder to the rooftops Screaming from my lungs, "I'm sorry I messed up" So darling, won't you stay here? Darling, if you stay

I don't understand You don't care that you hurt me And now I'm half the man That I used to be when it was you and me You didn't love me enough My heart may never mend You didn't say you're sorry And you'll never get to love me again Would have given up

That I couldn't be around Oh I'll be sorry for now You will understand There will be a day that you will understand Sometimes things refuse to go the way we planned There are things we have to do that we can't stand Watching the wings cut through the

I'm done crying over her And only she, only she, only she chose me when I'm blue So sorry, boo, we're through My hands hurt, I think I'll go lay down Only you, only you, only you can treat me like you do 'Cause I'm done crying over her Here I am, brand

Mi know you want me Mi want you and we don’t sorry Make mi put the ring pon your finger Take your clothes off, you are cutie baby Girl, I been waiting so long, so long fi your sexy body I know some time in the future Maybe sooner you a go call mi your

But I'm a man of the woods, it's my pride I brag about you to anyone outside I'm sorry baby, you know I tried I hear the making up's fun But then your hands talking, fingers walking, down your legs Say "Where's the faucet?" Someone's knocking like they

But Cinderella's got to go I'm sorry for runnin' away like this And I'm sorry I've already made my wish Here I am, so try to forgive me I don't believe in fairy tales Here we are with nothin' but honesty I've had enough, I'm not gonna stay I'm sorry just