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Text: Something With Numbers. I'm Sorry I'm Wrong.

You break your promises
No common sense in understanding you
You break your promises
No common sense in understanding you

You're hardly ever there
You live in a state of disrepair
And I must admit I'm wrong
For ever thinking you were here

You patronize yourself
You think you are somebody else
And I've never heard you say the words
I'm sorry or I'm wrong

We is a word that you're not allowed to use
We were one but now it's only you

You break your promises
No common sense in understanding you
You break your promises
No common sense in understanding you

What about your family
Little Sarah and Abby
Do you think they'll be alright?
When their mother is overseas

You can pretend to shine
But inside you're out of mind
If your heart would never beat again
I wouldn't even blink

We is a word that you're not allowed to use
We were one but now it's only you

You've been causing mostly unhappiness
You think only about your brand new self

You've thrown it all away
Your own family
And you're feeling higher
Than you've ever been

You break your promises
No common sense in understanding you
You break your promises
No common sense in understanding you