knasigasara

We had a fight
You cried and ran away
Now it's late
4 AM
Can't reach you

If I could turn back time
And make you stay
Maybe then
I would still
Be near you

You're out of my life
It cuts me like a knife
I'm woonded and
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts
Since I can't tell ya

You're out of my life
It cuts me like a knife
I'm woonded and
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts
Since I can't tell ya

You're out of my life
One day you had to die
Now it's
Too late, too late, too late
To say I'm sorry