You say that I suck and im lousy
you say I cant write my ket
you always told me how to be
now im sick of it up
Sorry doen't make it ok
when im the one who paid your way
dont preach
Your drillin a hole in my ceiling
Too bad it won't rain
You're slippin' without any feeling
So don't you complain
Sorry doesn't make it okay
When I'm the one that paid your way
Sorry doesn't make it okay
When I'm the one that paid your way
Don't preach
I can't believe what you said
How you live, how you love,How you laugh
You took my money away
Made me sleep on the floor that I've had
But I don't care anyway
Cause I laugh when you cry
Do you think you would die if I said
Don't preach
Sorry dosn't make it ok
When im the one who paid your way
Sorry doesn't make it ok
When im the one who paid your way
The house, the board,the cause in my front door
hows it feel when none of its paid for
already paid for
already paid for
already paid for
already paid for
everybodys paid for
everybodys paid for
everybodys paid for
everybodys paid for
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