Apologize - Margaret Berger

I’m drunk, bruised

I’m not OK and I haven’t been

And there’s no comfort to find in you

So much colder than you’ve ever been

November was never good to us

And the cold still bites my skin, lover

I never knew such emptiness, togetherness, restlessness…

I know I’ve been a bad one

But I’m fucked up for a reason

I know I’ve been a bad one

But I’m fucked up for a reason

And I won’t apologise

No I won’t apologise

Sometimes silence is crueller than words

And you whip me with your nothingness

Again and again and again

I stab that dagger in your side

Force you to bleed out all your pride

Ask for mercy, for mercy

I know I’ve been a bad one

But I’m fucked up for a reason

I know I’ve been a bad one

But I’m fucked up for a reason

And I won’t apologise

No I won’t apologise

All this broken glass

I think it’s time that I packed my bags

You can keep our couch

I think it’s time that I’m checking out

And this is shaking down

And I don’t think I can stick around

I’m drunk, bruised

I’m not OK and I haven’t been

I know I’ve been a bad one

But I’m fucked up for a reason

I know I’ve been a bad one

But I’m fucked up for a reason

And I won’t apologise

No I won’t apologise

And I won’t apologise

No I won’t apologise