| I’m so glad you made time to see me
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| How’s life, tell me, how’s your family
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| I haven’t seen them in a while
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| You’ve been good, busier than ever
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| We small talk, work and the weather
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| Your guard is up and I know why
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| 'Cause the last time you saw me
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| Is still burned in the back of your mind
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| You gave me roses and I left them there to die
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| So this is me swallowing my pride
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| Standing in front of you, saying I’m sorry for that night
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| And I’d go back to December all the time
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| It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you
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| Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine
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| I’d go back to December, turn around and make it alright
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| I go back to December all the time
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| These days I haven’t been sleeping
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| Staying up playing back myself leaving
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| When your birthday passed and I didn’t call
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| And I think about summer, all the beautiful times
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| I watched you laughing from the passenger side and
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| Realized I loved you in the fall
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| And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
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| You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye
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| So this is me swallowing my pride
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| Standing in front of you, saying I’m sorry for that night
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| And I’d go back to December all the time
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| It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you
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| Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine
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| I’d go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
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| I go back to December all the time
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| I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right
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| And how you held me in your arms that September night
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| The first time you ever saw me cry
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| Maybe this is wishful thinking
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| Probably mindless dreaming
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| But if we loved again I swear I’d love you right
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| I’d go back in time and change it, but I can’t
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| So if the chain is on your door, I understand…
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| And then he said, «It's too late to apologize»
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| It’s too late…
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| He said, «It's too late to apologize»
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| It’s too late…
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| So this is me swallowing my pride (It's too late to apologize)
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| Standing in front of you, saying I’m sorry for that night (It's too late…)
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| And I go back to December (It's too late to apologize, it’s too late)
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| It turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you (It's too late to apologize)
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| Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine (It's too late…)
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| Oh…
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| He said you’re not sorry (no no no)
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| You’re not sorry (no no no)
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| You’re not sorry (no no no)
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| You’re not sorry (no, no, no…) |