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letra de sorry / no texts - young lungs

[sorry – young lungs]
and now i’m sorry for the way that i been acting right now
i just wish that i was different
maybe things would be different
hate when things feeling distant
i just can’t seem to get it
i been trying trying trying
i guess i just ain’t been good enough

and now i wish that i was better just at showing how i feel
and i never been too good with words so i just say a mere
i know i talk too much
i know i f-cked things up
girl you mean so much
i’m sorry, i’m sorry

tell me what you wanna know
tell me where you wanna go
tell me all your little secrets
promise i won’t tell a soul

and i f-ck everything up without trying
acting like everything’s fine, but i’m lying
i just been hiding all of these feelings in silence
i feel like getting real violent
shouldn’t get violent
i know that i just been wylin’
i just been lost in my mind and
i been trying trying trying trying
i guess that it just ain’t been good enough

life go up and down like a roller coaster
now i’m somewhere near the top
so i hope this sh-t don’t drop
and i’m sorry for the sh-t but now it’s over
[?] so for now that’s all i got
and through all this sh-t i feel like we got closer
nothing can stop us now
used to be feeling down
now sh-t be looking up
let’s go and get around
lost in my feelings now
love how i’m feeling now

you’re everything i know
i’ll take you where you wanna go
sharing all our little secrets
really hope that you don’t go

[no texts – young lungs]
check my phone, no texts from you
i don’t wanna seem desperate so not texting you
i’ve been trying, crying, dying on the inside
and i’m acting like i’m fine but i’m not girl
you a dime, n-body can fill your spot girl
never thought i could feel like this
it ain’t easy, i’m so needy, feel pathetic at times, i’m so greedy
i don’t want you with anybody else
i just want you all to myself
i’m so selfish, trying to be selfless
but so jealous, i feel helpless

i said “who the f-ck would care if i just died tomorrow?”
i’m sorry, this sorrow is getting too much to swallow, whoa

tired of chasing things that are never gonna happen
and i ain’t feeling happy
you know i want you badly, whoa
using that to your advantage
you acting like you just don’t care and i can’t f-cking stand it
i can barely manage

[sample: “home” – arrange]
eighty times
like you want it
if you’ve got the best of you, then how come you’re haunted?

- young lungs

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