Black Plant

You bit your lip
 And on the tip of your tongue was your view
 He hadn't dealt with how you felt in ways that suited you
 Got paper cuts
 From the love letters you never gave him
 Could not meet
 Your newfound needs
 For misbehaving
 Why?
 Why would you say sorry?
 Oh, why would you?
 Why would you say
 You said there was a nagging lack
 Of smiles when dancing on your back
 Tenderness a plenty
 But that wasn't what you craved
 There's holes in hearts
 Desire starts to make demands
 And, dear boy, you'd be a fool to make your plans with her
 Why would you say sorry?
 Oh, why would you?
 Why would you say sorry?
 Oh, why would you say sorry?
 Oh, why would you?
 When it's just one of many bullets you will bite
 While waiting for a ray of light
 Waiting for a ray of light
 Waiting for a ray of light
 Got paper cuts
 From the love letters you never gave him
 Could not meet
 Your newfound needs
 For misbehaving
 Why?
 Why would you say sorry?
 Oh, why would you?
 Why would you say sorry?
 Oh, why would you say sorry?
 Oh, why would you?
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