I'm Sorry, Anyways

Contrary to all you see I’m not a fan of apologies I try not to need to make ‘em But on February 18th I said the dumbest things In my life and I’m struggling To compensate 'cause I can’t take ‘em back Like showing up to your fucking work Screaming, I was a fucking jerk I was the only one wet in the eyes So for a bit I just walked away Pretended it was all OK Oh my god, what a lie So you can hate every word of every fucking song But that’s okay, I’d rather be real and wrong No matter what you say What you say I’m sorry, anyways You can slam the door right on my face On my face And I’m sorry, anyways And maybe I’m delirious But I’m pretty sure you were serious About someday getting a dog You said you wanted it to sleep with us On the bed. I said, please, you’re nuts That was us not getting along But now you’re somewhere between terrified And never mind Oh, at best case Toxic to you ‘cause I know the cops They had to talk me from blowing off Oh, this head case So you can hate every word of every fucking song But that’s okay I’d rather be real and wrong No matter what you say What you say I’m sorry, anyways You can slam the door right on my face On my face And I’m sorry, anyways No matter what you say What you say I’m sorry, anyways You can slam the door right on my face On my face And I’m sorry, anyways Yeah, no matter matter matter what you say What you say I’m sorry, anyways You can slam the door right there right on my face On my face And I’m sorry, anyways So you can hate every word of every fucking song That’s okay, that's okay. I’d rather be real and wrong Someday I may hate these words, too, and we can sing along Together aloud, knowing that I was wrong And that I I fucked up about you