I could point fingers at everyone else
But sooner or later, it lands on myself
My mistakes have made mistakes of their own (own-own, oh-oh-oh)
Doubling down like it's second nature
I beat you to it, I was my favorite hater
But I'm tired, now I'm flirting with hope (hope-hope, ho-ho-ho)
I was the king of pain
I always found a new way to complain
And they say, "When you gonna change, honey?"
When you gonna face it? Why you gotta waste it?
I'm sorry to myself
For lying in the mirror saying, "Oh, this is love"
For lying in the mirror, pouring salt in the cut
I'm sorry to myself
For doing a number, saying, "Oh, toughen up"
For buying what you sell, I'm sorry to myself
It's funny how the world looks in a pink cloud
I'm going from the inside and laughing out loud
When the rain hits, yeah, don't forget this
I was the king of pain
I always found a new way to complain
And they say, "When you gonna change, honey?"
When you gonna face it? Why you gotta waste it?
I'm sorry to myself
For lying in the mirror, saying, "Oh, this is love"
For lying in the mirror, pouring salt in the cut
I'm sorry to myself
For doing a number, saying, "Oh, toughen up"
For buying what you sell, I'm sorry to myself
Sorry for the starving, sorry for the burnout
Sorry for that one ex who always broke me down
Sorry for the hurting but love how it turned out, ooh
I'm sorry to myself
I'm sorry to myself
I'm sorry to myself
I'm sorry to myself
Sorry for the starving, sorry for the burnout
I'm sorry to myself
Sorry for the hurting but love how it turned out
I'm sorry to myself
Sorry for the starving, sorry for the burnout
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