I’m a honeybee, breaking your heart, broke mine enough to kill me
I let you feel my sting before my last bittersweet moments of flying
I thought I heard you say something about being undeserving
But this time not of a Love so great, but of a pain inflicted so selfishly
I think that you deserve some form of apology
So here I am, and here it is. I’m sorry
You were the balloon that drifted from the flock into my window
But you slipped right through my fingers that grew too tiresome to hold you
I watched you float away, watched as it turned into desperate longing
This time not for some drastic change, but for the string that was made to be
held by me
I think that you deserve some form of apology
So here I am, once again, I’m sorry
I don’t even want you back
No, I would never want to risk something like that
Cause I lost faith in myself
When I turned away from the one with the longest stretch of embracing arms to
hold me
So now I’m all alone
I guess God grew too tired to fix the mistakes he made with Love
I think his biggest mistake was making me
I think that you deserve some form of apology
So here I am, at the end, I’m sorry