Tell Me

When you tell me you're sorry It don't mean a thing When you tell me you're sorry I stop listening There's only so many times I can just let it slide It's the same worn out story And I don't believe you no more And if not of it was real What is this loss I feel For so long I wasn't myself To weak to cry for help And if not of it was real What is this loss I feel For so long I wasn't myself To weak to cry for help When you tell me you're sorry It don't mean a thing When you tell me you're sorry I stop listening There's only so many times I can just let it slide It's the same worn out story And I don't believe you no more I want you to listen I want you to care But I can't hold on to What's not there I don't want you to stay I just wish things were different Were different When you tell me you're sorry It don't mean a thing When you tell me you're sorry I stop listening There's only so many times I can just let it slide It's the same worn out story And I don't believe you no more When you tell me you're sorry It don't mean a thing When you tell me you're sorry I stop listening There's only so many times I can just let it slide It's the same worn out story And I don't believe you no more