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apologize
I'm holdin' on a rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearin' what your sayin' But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down, but wait Tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around Its too late OK, I'm talkin' about a Good Girl Gone Bad Crooked World, wrong path Right Mom, wrong dad I sing this song mad but not mad enough to shoot you But it just eats me up like some bbq from Luther's In the morning with the boosters On the corner with the boosters And she's the fresh cut and they're on her like sutures And I wanna talk to her But her momma has to school her I wanna see her better She's the weather of my future I don't wanna see another hurricane Baby you can kill the pain If you just let me explain Trust me I know what I'm sayin' You will end up on the track of an oncoming train Stuck in the passenger seat Trying do the fast lane Well once upon a time there was a mom and a dad Who on the outside had everything people wished they had A beautiful daughter two story house two car garage And a white picket fence wrapped around the front yard See daddy was a doctor And mommy was a banker Mommy's job got outsourced So now mommy's drinker Daddy had a malpractice suit Now he's a snorter And all this shits takin' place right in front of their daughter She says, Daddy what's wrong? But he's just too high Mommy what we gon' do? She just get drunk and cry Caught in the middle of two wrongs trying to do right Looking for answers alone in the darkness of night They say... I'm holdin' on a rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearin what your sayin' But i just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down, but wait Tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around You say that it's too late to apologize It's too late I said it's too late to apologize it's too late