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Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I´m not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I´m still waiting
I´m through, with doubt,
There´s nothing left for me to figure out,
I´ve paid a price, and i´ll keep paying
I´m not ready to make nice,
I´m not ready to back down,
I´m still mad as hell
And I don´t have time
To go round and round and round
It´s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn´t if I could
Cause I´m mad as hell
Can´t bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
I know you said
Why can´t you just get over it,
It turned my whole world around
and i kind of like it
I made by bed, and I sleep like a baby,
With no regrets and I don´t mind saying,
It´s a sad sad story
That a mother will teach her daughter
that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.
And how in the world
Can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they´d write me a letter
Saying that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over
I´m not ready to make nice,
I´m not ready to back down,
I´m still mad as hell
And I don´t have time
To go round and round and round
It´s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn´t if I could
Cause I´m mad as hell
Can´t bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
I´m not ready to make nice,
I´m not ready to back down,
I´m still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It´s too late to make it right
I probably wouldn´t if I could
Cause I´m mad as hell
Can´t bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I´m not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I´m still waiting
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