Letras
Sad songs won't make up for the things that I have done,
and sorry means nothing when I haven't learnt my lessons.
Repeat my lines as if I'm a victim, repeat my lines as if I am kind.
I am a thief and a liar, and they mean less to me every time.
Paint myself as an angel,
I don't deserve your praise.
I wear my sadness on my sleeve,
when I am happy most days.