by Queen Rude

The verity at the end of the bluff

I’ll never do it again and this time I mean it
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry
You’re the best man that I have ever been with
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry
You’re the only one for me
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry
Without you my life is so empty
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry

I fucked up, it was an accident
You’ve heard it before, I know I know-
I’m trying to be a better person (now)
It was a sidetrack in my personal growth

Nothing matters to me more than you
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry
I’ll go to church, God knows, if you need me to
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’M SO SORRY

You’re my everything and I realize that now
I promise(d) I will stop lying to you
I just have one little small tiny request baby
Can the other guy that I love come too?

 

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