I can't put my finger on it, it's hard to say
The more I think about it, it's better this way
If I said what I should, would it ease your misery?
Sometimes it's just hard to say I'm sorry
Oh my my, I'm starting to
Feel remorse for those things that I do
All my fires start this way and
I'm a liar most everyday
And I conspire, and accept the blame and
I, I retire amidst the flame
Oh the longer that this sits unsaid, the bigger it grows and
The harder that this becomes to swallow
If I'd done what I should, would I be here all alone?
Sometimes it's just hard to say I was wrong
Oh my my, I'm starting to
Feel remorse for those things that I do
All my fires start this way and
I'm a liar most everyday
And I conspire, and accept the blame and
I, I retire amidst the flame
Oh my my, I'm starting to.
Feel remorse for those things that I do
I've just sat by, now I've got to try
To swallow my pride, ohhhhh
All my fires start this way and
I'm a liar most everyday
And I conspire, and accept the blame and
I, I retire amidst the flame
