It's the littlest things that tend to bother me.
The places you go,
that I can't be
the people you know
who hated me
the songs that you sing
that I don't know the words too
the ring that you wear
that god only knows who gave to you.
Though I guess there are things I do that bother you too...
When I wake up and leave for work
and don't say goodbye
When I'm going places and doing things
and also leaving you behind.
When I get to jealous
over really stupid things
Or when I refuse to listen to reason
like the rest of your friends do.
What I'm trying to say,
Simple and true
Is that I'm really sorry,
and that I love you.
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