It must have been a bitch while I was gone I'm sorry to have taken so long You'll reacquaint yourself with my style All this time you put up a fear For a hundred thousand years You mind if I sit down for a while Well, how could you have waited so long

When I know how much it hurts you Oh baby why, do I do that to you Does it always have to come down To you leaving Before I'll say "I love you" Why do I always use the words That cut the deepest It's three A.M. and I finally say I'm sorry for acting that

You used to make me so mad Make me so mad I was almost glad why you make me so mad Sad, sorry and sad And if I wasn't still mad Probably feel sad Sorry for you So sorry and sad Nothing was ever free

Looking for another you Just looking for another you I'm just looking for another I'm not saying I'm not sorry It's not getting any better When we keep holding on To the best days Just looking for another I'm just looking for another you

You don't have to worry, Oh, how it's been so long, We're so sorry we've been gone, We were busy writing songs for you We were busy writing songs for... You don't have to worry 'Cause we're still the same (We're still the same)

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

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

And if I say I love you, well, then I love you And let it shine on, let it shine on us It doesn't mean that I feel better I came here without a choice I'm sorry I could never thank you For saving me more trouble I didn't want any trouble If you were

Will you care When I'm gone And it's time And I've really had enough And I'm sorry For the trouble Thats been costing us so much Splitting apart, it's getting harder to tell what you want So bored with these games, games

Your time will come if you wait for it, if you wait for it It's hard, believe me I've tried I'm sorry, mother I'm sorry, I let you down Well, these days I'm fine No these days I tend to lie I'll take the West train, just by the side of Amsterdam Just by