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I’m sorry for what I’ve turned you into
seeing you this way
breaks me in two
and I’m the one who did this to you
I’m sorry for what I’ve turned you into
Black, whites and grey
no color to display
now that things have gone my way
I wish I could turn the clock back
to yesterday
The blood has run dry
I no longer want to die
scar tissue healed
but a new issue revealed
When I turned you into
what you've become
I realized the real issue
and started to run
But rather than away
I should've ran to
becuse you
wanted to solve this issue too
So I'm sorry for what I've turned you into
when I think of you out
please pass me a tissue
you never know what you've got, until it's gone
is it so soon that you'd be moving on?