Then it's just a sad song that's too sad to sing I don't know how to write you a song That says, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong I can't find the words that don't make it cheap It's right on the verge and just out of reach It must be a sad song with a blue

You deserve more than I can promise And I'm just tryna, I'm just tryna Baby, I'm just tryna be honest But I got to be honest And I know that I'll probably regret it I'm tryna be honest with ya You know that I'm sorry But I'm tryna be honest with ya I

Please just listen 'cause I don't ask for much I am my own man, I make my own luck I know I let you down It's hard to stay I'm sorry for how I up and left this town I'm sorry, father Please forgive me I can't remember Please forgive me, no one is calling

Please return my call Girl I need you to, Please return my call cause I'm sorry And I need to hear from you I was wrong that's why I Girl I need you to Promise I regret it all Only we know what I lost I just wanna talk

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

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I'm so sorry A son of a stepfather So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved till you've made your own You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too low The sun shines on everyone, everyone love

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl, I'm sorry you not the one for me Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you We don't like gold

You don't ever let me down You got those cigarettes and cush No more cush I'm sorry that I'm late And I missed your call But you know night turn into day I didn't stop to pause I know I never see your face But I'ma fix all my mistakes

I'm sorry for you Not sorry for me (not sorry for me) You don't know who in the hell to or not to believe You like to hurt me you know that you do You like to think in some way that its me and not you You like to have me jump and be good, but I don't