My Apology - The Get Up Kids

You’ll be accepting my apology for taking things too seriously

Sometimes I’m old enough to keep routines

Sometimes I’m child enough to scream

For everything I broke in two

You’re barely missing me, I’m missing you and everything you do

I really do, I really do, sure I do

My once photographic memory for recollection’s sake is failing me

I can’t remember for the life of me

Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite

My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong

Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite

My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong

But we move on

Get a job where I can tell all of my accounts of someone else

I’m quick enough to judge that they were wrong and that we knew it all along

Sing a long, long-winded song I would be content to hum along

If I state that my fingers know where to show what everyone should have known

I’ll let it go

Hopefully you’ll forget that words that I put in print

My luck, you’ll change and have strength enough to walk away

Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite

My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong

Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite

My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong

But we move on

Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite

My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong

Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite

My pens paint people that I’ve proven wrong

Read and rewrite it wrong