The Way You Apologize
Phones turned down, front door locked sitting here alone, all the lights off|I'm hiding out with a 6 pack|thats not strong enough|to keep me from wanting you back|I'm trying to not be yours for the taking but the power of your persuasion wears me down makes we weak|lately you've been on a winning streak that needs to end|so here I am|I hate the way you smell like someone else's brand of cigarettes|I hate the way I know what I know inside|I just can't prove it yet|I'm moving on|I just haven't passed the point of no return I swear sometimes|it feels like the only thing I've learned|is that I hate the way you lie, but damn|I love the way you apologize|I know right now wherever you are|you're probably talking to some girl in a bar buying time and making comeback plans thinking up a story I'll understand|then you'll show up here and fall apart|and make it all about your broken heart|I'll fight back the best I can for a little while I think I'll win but this endless game always ends the same|I hate the way that I always believe you when you say|you've changed|I hate the way that I always find out the truth the hard way|I'm moving on|I just haven't passed the point of no return|I swear sometimes|it feels like the only thing I've learned|is that I hate the way you lie, but damn|I love the way you apologize|all night|till there's sun light through the curtains and I'll tell myself|it's ok cuz no one's perfect|I know I gotta move on|I just haven't passed the point of no return I swear sometimes|it feels like the only thing I've learned|is that I hate the way you lie, but damn|I love the way you apologize|