August 4th, we were chillin' at the house I said I was done, and told you to get out I didn't mean a word I said Cuz I was hopin' you would come back I tried and tried, and I cried and cried up late at night And I hurt! I tried to fight, and I cried to God: "Please let it just work!" I was going crazy with you, you had me so confused I walked away, you walked away and we should have stayed, You know, the last time we spoke, gotta say, it felt like good ol' times Through all the bull, I was still happy o hear from you You said all the right things, But the one thing you couldn't seem to understand was that, All you had to do was say "I'm sorry!"
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