Apologize Songtext
von Margaret Berger
Apologize Songtext
I′m drunk, bruised
I'm not OK and I haven′t been
And there's no comfort to find in you
So much colder than you've ever been
November was never good to us
And the cold still bites my skin, lover
I never knew such emptiness, togetherness, restlessness...
I know I′ve been a bad one
But I′m fucked up for a reason
I know I've been a bad one
But I′m fucked up for a reason
And I won't apologise
No I won′t apologise
Sometimes silence is crueller than words
And you whip me with your nothingness
Again and again and again
I stab that dagger in your side
Force you to bleed out all your pride
Ask for mercy, for mercy
I know I've been a bad one
But I′m fucked up for a reason
I know I've been a bad one
But I'm fucked up for a reason
And I won′t apologise
No I won′t apologise
All this broken glass
I think it's time that I packed my bags
You can keep our couch
I think it′s time that I'm checking out
And this is shaking down
And I don′t think I can stick around
I'm drunk, bruised
I′m not OK and I haven't been
I know I've been a bad one
But I′m fucked up for a reason
I know I′ve been a bad one
But I'm fucked up for a reason
And I won′t apologise
No I won't apologise
And I won′t apologise
No I won't apologise
I'm not OK and I haven′t been
And there's no comfort to find in you
So much colder than you've ever been
November was never good to us
And the cold still bites my skin, lover
I never knew such emptiness, togetherness, restlessness...
I know I′ve been a bad one
But I′m fucked up for a reason
I know I've been a bad one
But I′m fucked up for a reason
And I won't apologise
No I won′t apologise
Sometimes silence is crueller than words
And you whip me with your nothingness
Again and again and again
I stab that dagger in your side
Force you to bleed out all your pride
Ask for mercy, for mercy
I know I've been a bad one
But I′m fucked up for a reason
I know I've been a bad one
But I'm fucked up for a reason
And I won′t apologise
No I won′t apologise
All this broken glass
I think it's time that I packed my bags
You can keep our couch
I think it′s time that I'm checking out
And this is shaking down
And I don′t think I can stick around
I'm drunk, bruised
I′m not OK and I haven't been
I know I've been a bad one
But I′m fucked up for a reason
I know I′ve been a bad one
But I'm fucked up for a reason
And I won′t apologise
No I won't apologise
And I won′t apologise
No I won't apologise
Writer(s): Margaret Berger, Ariadne Jenssen, Anders Kjaer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com