An Apology

 Tác giả : Sixpence None the Richer

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questions flew
and words were 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 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

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