You said
Tell me tomorrow
You just can't bear to hear
Today
And you tell me
You told me before
Well I don't remember
And you tell me
You heard it all before
Then I'm so sorry
Cause it seems lately
That you are worried
I wouldn't want to
Make you worried
Your a wounded person
Who can't be mended
And I can't pretend that
I'm any different
Your fragile spirit
With a pride so tender
I can't pretend that
I'm any better
You tell me
You can't hold on much longer
I can't tell you
That i'm any stronger
You tell me
That you are sorry
You don't have to
To be sorry
You tell me
That you are sorry
You don't have to
To be sorry
Your a wounded person
Who can't be mended
And I can't pretend that
I'm any different
Your fragile spirit
With a pride so tender
I can't pretend that
I'm any better
You tell me
You can't hold on much longer
I can't tell you
That i'm any stronger
I can't avoid the
Void within me
And sometimes you wish that
The earth was empty
But you don't have to
To be sorry