Just to say we're sorry,
For the black eyes and bleeding lips.
When it's hard to forget
How many lies we've told.
Oh, how we go,
Before I said goodbye.
So let's scrape our knees on the playground.
It's not your fault,
You feel okay.
It's too late in the day.
It's not your fault,
You feel betrayed.
You can't come out to play.