doubt I say it's time to let it fade away, fade away Sorry to say to you there ain't a fat chance that I can hear you Say you, say you, say And when
m sorry for the times I would neglect I?m sorry for the times I disrespect I?m sorry for the wrong things that I?ve done I?m sorry I?m not always there
all night long This could last all night long Bet it's goin down We gon make it right This is what they mean when they talk about the life We could go all
with mad capsules The bad apple spoils the bunch and back at-ya [Chorus 1:] Well I don't mean any harm all I wanted to do is just say Hello And are you
meet a new girl I can no longer play stupid or be immature I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage Like I already got the beat, all I need is
off {*needle drags, beat stops*} Fuck him, that's it, I'm done, I promise, I'm done, that's it I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I promise I just believe
to bleed My mother started screamin, "What are you on, drugs?!? Look at you, you're gettin blood all over my rug!" (Sorry!) She beat me over the head
demon And I do it all so well 'Cause I made a deal with the Devil And when I die I'm going Straight to Hell Oh Yeah I'm going Straight to Hell Standing at
all I do is ball Tear the mall down now trick Don't flag me down see me down town rarri I didn't mean to shit on you excuse me sorry Verse so slick make
's sorry now old timer Look at how you've spent your life Scroungin' for change To put some money in your pocket My how scratch does burn Laughin' at
in finger sharp shooting pain. Hannah: oh I'm sorry Farmain. Farmain: ah its ok I kiss it all better!! Alright. aww look at you you look gorgeous!! your
insane. At least im not like all you runners man you're all the same. I don't wanna lose what I've got, but you'll never here me say im sorry No, I dont
five Don't let him down He's got a gun He'll get his way He'll have his fun All you wannabes Don't have what it takes To take a shot at me To put me in
And well, ha ha, quite a tough job I would say. After all, I mean, we can handle that, we are pretty good, you know. And I'm sorry about that, but well
hoes, whatever you can name Catch all the rich ones coming out the ball game (yeah) So finally we was at the castle And with the guards, we got no hastle They all
for the girl Violent J she gets more then a smack To make sure she don't fuck around with guys no more I put her in a figure four Never say your sorry
't making you the butt of my jokes But let's not stray from what I came to say To my beloved, think we need some time away They say if you love it, you
Wooh! Smooth better that I ever seen him look as I grab the vibe book. He's on the front page Never looking his age he's all that and I'm all in so let
