I used to be sorry all the time
I used to love you
I swim in and out of your mind
I used to be sorry all the time
I used to love you oh
Now I’m constantly contested
Punched a hole in your wall and sent roses down your spine
And still I think about those times
Still I think about those times
And the places we would hide
And the places
And the way that he looked at my mother
Like he saw her through my eyes
I knew that we had something
But I settled for a compromise
The way that I hated his mother
Cuz she made him crazy then kicked him out
The night I left him for another
In that empty house
And I wouldn’t forgive me
Even if you wanted me to
I feel like nothing’s coming through
Nothing’s coming through
