Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Was Scared and I'm Sorry, artist - The Wonder Years. Album song The Upsides, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 20.09.2010
Record label: Hopeless
Song language: English
I Was Scared and I'm Sorry |
I’ve been obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week |
Stuck between your dirty sheets and back-lit memories |
And I’ve been putting off things like getting my shit out of your apartment |
I’ve been making up excuses about the things that you might need |
And I’ve been trying to find out where everyone’s been |
But they’re nowhere and I’m nothing |
And I’ve been trying to stay as busy as I can |
I finally broke on Christmas Eve |
In an Outback Steakhouse bathroom while my family ordered for me |
Haven’t been losing sleep, no I pass out almost instantly |
The bad dreams get worse every week |
I think I’m losing a little of me |
I’m getting better, but it’s in small steps |
I’m working on sleeping on the left |
I just can’t blame New York for this |
And so I’m down again, but this time it’s different |
I’m mourning something that I miss |
And that’s better than being hopeless |
I’m counting back on all my mistakes |
From the back of the cop car where you told me you loved me |
Cause after that night, I got scared and I’m sorry |
But hey, what can I say? |
And I’ve been trying to find out where everyone’s been |
But they’re nowhere |
I’m still nothing |
And I’ve been trying to find old friends |
I’m getting better, but it’s in small steps |
I’m working on sleeping on the left |
I just can’t blame New York for this |
And so I’m down again, but this time it’s different |
I’m mourning something that I miss |
And that’s better than being hopeless |
It’s getting weird to think |
About the house on Manton Street |
And how neither of us live there |
It’s probably empty |
She watches Breakfast at Tiffany’s, it calms her completely |
I guess Sarah Marshall does the same for me |
It’s nothing when she’s leaning on me and saying she’s sorry |
I’m obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week |
I’m getting better, but it’s in small steps |
I’m working on sleeping on the left |
I just can’t blame New York for this |
And so I’m down again, but this time it’s different |
I’m mourning something that I miss |
And that’s better than being hopeless |