Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Fucked Up Again, artist - Big B. Album song Good Times & Bad Advice, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 13.09.2010
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
I Fucked Up Again |
I know you don’t want to hear I’m sorry |
but I hope you know I am |
and I don’t know why I do what I do |
or put you through what I put you through |
but I fucked up again |
Oh I don’t know what I was thinking |
I shouldn’t of went out all night drinking |
I know I said that I would be home early |
Had you up late sick and worried |
5 AM, now here I am |
stumbling and bumbling through the door |
just last week I told you it wasn’t gonna happen any more |
My plan was just to have a few with the boys at the bar |
but one turned into two, two turned into three |
now the rest is history, cause the three turned into many many many more |
I know you don’t want to hear I’m sorry |
but I hope you know I am |
and I don’t know why I do what I do |
or put you through what I put you through |
but I fucked up again |
Damn, here I am |
smelling like perfume, lipstick on my shirt |
I Tried to wash it off but it just don’t work |
now I’m coming home looking like a jerk |
phone numbers in my pocket |
I can’t find my phone |
where the fuck is my wallet |
big hickey on my neck and I don’t know where I got it |
I don’t remember things, |
so technically I’m not lying |
when I say I haven’t been cheating |
I just want to sleep it off |
and hope it was a bad dream |
I never set out to break your heart and be mean |
I know you don’t want to hear I’m sorry |
but I hope you know I am |
and I don’t know why I do what I do |
or put you through what I put you through |
but I fucked up again |
C’mon we can work it out |
I know people tell you things, but they don’t know what they talking about |
It don’t matter where I go, it don’t matter where I been |
cause when I come home I’m coming home to you and not them |
I’m not perfect and I don’t try to be |
and sometimes I don’t see what you see in me |
there’s a reason that we’re still together |
cause even though you could probably do better |
they say love is a sickness |
and you say it’s getting ridiculous and your getting sick of this |
I’m sorry come here give me a kiss |
I know you don’t want to hear I’m sorry |
but I hope you know I am |
and I don’t know why I do what I do |
or put you through what I put you through |
but I fucked up again |