Don’t say that you are sorry,cause
you don’t really mean it.
You are just trying to get back into
my good books.
You think you can float through life
with your perfume and good looks.
Don’t tell me that you are sorry,cause
I cant take it any more.
You whimper and whine like a cat
with a poorly paw.
You are just after attention and a bit
But I tell ya,you are gonna get jack shit
out of me.
Time and time again I take you back,it
must have something to do with the
brain cells that I lack.
But this time it is different,this time I am
I don’t want you coming around here no
The screen door slams,I see you walking
down the street.
I watch you leave,my breathing nice and
But then again,I am thinking,Come back
baby I am missing you already.