Sorry’s all I ever said to you
It’s sorry what I always fell into
But now it’s come and gone
The only gifts I ever gave to you were
words I couldn’t say and thoughts I couldn’t put my finger on
I’ve got no answers
I’ve got no answers
I’ve got no answers now
The first thing that I ever learned from you
The best intentions never reach you when you want to shut them out
You try to climb up like the others but you realize you can’t move upwards if you’re always dragging down
I’ve got no answers
I’ve got no answers
I’ve got nothing now
The question that I want an answer for is what to call the feeling right before something falls apart
We’re only ever saying sorry still
I’m feeling like the world is windmills and now it’s time to charge
Words and music by Brady Carlson
Recorded, produced and performed by Cold Holiday
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