I'm sorry that it's not on my face
My tongue could never satisfy
We couldn't talk about it
Couldn't chew the fat without your gagging
I'm sorry that I didn't handle your moods
I'm sorry that I only handled your boobs
But if I didn't have any hands
I'd be a very frustrated man
One swallow does not make a summer
So baby U pulled the pin
Now you're so better off U think
Without your puppet stringing along
But baby I pulled the pin
And cut the crap that sucked me in
U lost control and now I've gone
So sorry I've gone
I'm sorry, yes I'm full of remorse
I'm sorry that I'm hung like a horse
How embarrasing for your friends
U better not let them in
When I'm naked, passed out on the floor
I'm sorry - I can't remember your name
I'm sorry, you'll have to remind me again
Should we meet it'll be by chance
I'm not into a one-way romance
Unless of course it's with your closest friend
So baby U pulled the pin
Now you're so better off U think
Without your toy-boy playing along
But baby I pulled the pin
And the grenade blew your house in
I lost control and now you're gone
So sorry you're gone
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