(Verse 1)
My heart is heavy in my chest, as I wait for the deafening reality, of mine.
I can hear the silence standing still, almost impossible to breathe.
I fight away all the reasons why, you might really be leaving, this time.
But there’s no need, ‘cause I remind myself, why you’re gonna leave.

(Pre-Chorus)
Hey baby, I wish I had the magic words, to make you stay.
And baby, I hope I have the magic words, so I’m not gonna say…

(Chorus)
I’m sorry, ‘cause you’ve heard it all before.
And baby, I’m not gonna make you listen anymore.
‘Cause I know, you’ve got better things on your mind,
Than me and my stupid, emotional signs.
So baby, I’m not gonna tell you, I’m sorry.

(Verse 2)
My mind is going crazy in my head, as I wish I could go back in time and, fix it.
I can feel the butterflies again, almost impossible to stop.
I push away all the memories of that night, wishing I could completely, erase it.
But there’s no need, ‘cause he reminds me, why you’re already gone.

(Pre-Chorus)
Hey baby, I wish I had the magic words, to make you stay.
And baby, I hope I have the magic words, so I’m not gonna say…

(Chorus)
I’m sorry, ‘cause you’ve heard it all before.
And baby, I’m not gonna make you listen anymore.
‘Cause I know, you’ve got better things on your mind,
Than me and my stupid, emotional signs.
So baby, I’m not gonna tell you…
I’m not gonna tell you…
I’m sorry, ‘cause you’ve heard it all before.
And baby, I’m not gonna make you listen anymore.
‘Cause I know, you’ve got better things on your mind,
Than me and my stupid, emotional signs.
So baby, I’m not gonna tell you, I’m sorry…

(Bridge)
…For everything I shouldn’t have done so,
I need you to know,
That I miss everything that we had.
And that I want you back.
But baby, I’m not gonna tell you, I’m sorry.

(Chorus)
I’m sorry, ‘cause you’ve heard it all before.
And baby, I’m not gonna make you listen anymore.
‘Cause I know, you’ve got better things on your mind,
Than me and my stupid, emotional signs.
So baby, I’m not gonna tell you…
I’m not gonna tell you…
I’m sorry, ‘cause you’ve heard it all before.
And baby, I’m not gonna make you listen anymore.
‘Cause I know, you’ve got better things on your mind,
Than me and my stupid, emotional signs.
So baby, I’m not gonna tell you, I’m sorry.

My heart is heavy in my chest, as I wait for the deafening reality, of mine.
I can hear the silence standing still, almost impossible to breathe…