I'm sorry for the mess I've made I guess I can't accept the shame
For ripping up all your sweaters And dusting off all your letters
I'm sorry for the mess I've caused I guess I really just don't like frogs
And stained glass windows And the images of the widows
I'm sitting at the bottom of your well Throwing rocks and skipping meals
Facing all the facts, no matter the matter
I thought I knew the spells
Turns out I was the devil's advocate Turns out I'm not just a bitch
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
For the mess I've made For all the shame
And embarrassment
I'm sorry for the mess I've made I guess I can't accept the shame
For ripping up all your sweaters And dusting off all your letters
I'm sorry for the mess I've caused I guess I really just don't like frogs
And stained glass windows And the images of the widows
I'm sorry for the mess I've made
Elliot Beck - I'm sorry for the mess I've made Lyrics
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I'm sorry for the mess I've made I guess I can't accept the shame
For ripping up all your sweaters And dusting off all your letters
I'm sorry for the mess I've caused I guess I really just don't like frogs
And stained glass windows And the images of the widows
I'm sitting at the bottom of your well Throwing rocks and skipping meals
Facing all the facts, no matter the matter
I thought I knew the spells
Turns out I was the devil's advocate Turns out I'm not just a bitch
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
For the mess I've made For all the shame
And embarrassment
I'm sorry for the mess I've made I guess I can't accept the shame
For ripping up all your sweaters And dusting off all your letters
I'm sorry for the mess I've caused I guess I really just don't like frogs
And stained glass windows And the images of the widows
I'm sorry for the mess I've made
For ripping up all your sweaters And dusting off all your letters
I'm sorry for the mess I've caused I guess I really just don't like frogs
And stained glass windows And the images of the widows
I'm sitting at the bottom of your well Throwing rocks and skipping meals
Facing all the facts, no matter the matter
I thought I knew the spells
Turns out I was the devil's advocate Turns out I'm not just a bitch
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
For the mess I've made For all the shame
And embarrassment
I'm sorry for the mess I've made I guess I can't accept the shame
For ripping up all your sweaters And dusting off all your letters
I'm sorry for the mess I've caused I guess I really just don't like frogs
And stained glass windows And the images of the widows
I'm sorry for the mess I've made
Writer: Elliot Beck
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