Sorry, I can't hear you through the smash And crash of tears. Sorry, Has been said so many times It hasn't meant a thing to you in years. Silence Followed by a deeper silence, Then to bed. Morning It's an ordinary day As though nothing had happend or been said. If that's your way Of saying your sorry, If that's your way Of saying your sorry, If that's your way Of saying your sorry, I don't mind. I know We have something we can not Articulate. A million Better men may worship you, But do they have the thing that you'd reciprocate? Listen, I'm not taking this for granted Though it's hard. Moving With each other every moment But are we still whenever we're apart? I hear your threats, And now I'm taking bets That it's your way Of saying you're sorry. That it's your way Of saying you're sorry. If that's your way Of saying you're sorry, I don't mind. I don't mind. I don't mind.