I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
It's not the way you drag your body
It's not the way you leave it in the clear
Like a note, that reads:
Excuse the door I left open in the hall
I like the cold air brushing through my hair
I really hope you start to care at all
About the mess you left
Lingering in the air
It was all just a loss, a terrible loss
It was all just a loss, a terrible loss
It was all just a loss, a terrible loss
It was all just a loss, a terrible loss
It was all just a loss, a terrible loss
It was all just a loss, a terrible loss
It was all just a loss, a terrible loss
It was all just a loss, a terrible loss
Don't close the door on your way out
And don't ignore what's left of me
What's left of you
In our short lives