Sixpence None The Richer
Sixpence None The Richer - An Apology lyrics
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hurled into the air and when the smoke had cleared i saw you lying there i used my words like bullets in a gun to pick your ego off like skeet flung in the gallery of fools too many words come from my mouth i wish would remain unsaid oh i've had to eat them all and now again I must confess it was a silly thing to say to you it was a silly thing to say to you i know we know