Almost Sorry

VERSE 1
DISRESPECTING ME I FEEL IT TO THE CORE
YOU KEEP DISMISSING ME LIKE I AM NOTHING MORE
THEN JUST ANOTHER GUY TO PUSH AROUND
IT DON’T MATTER WHAT I SAY IT’S STILL THE SAME
I’VE ENDURED MORE
THEN YOU COULD EVER SURVIVE
CONFIDENT, I’M IN CONTROL, AND IT’S MY LIFE

CHORUS
I’M ALMOST SORRY FOR YOU
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE GETTING INTO
I’M NOT SORRY FOR THE THINGS I DO
BUT I’M ALMOST SORRY
I’M ALMOST SORRY FOR YOU
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE GETTING INTO
YOU WON’T KNOW ME TILL YOU KNOW THE TRUTH
AND I’M ALMOST SORRY... FOR YOU

VERSE 2
I’M SO TIRED OF EVERYTHING BEING A FIGHT
IF YOU WOULD LISTEN YOU WOULD SEE SOMETIMES I’M RIGHT
HATE THE FACT THAT MY LIFE’S ONE BIG DEFENSE
AND IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF PEOPLE LIKE YOU AND...
I’VE ENDURED MORE
THEN YOU WILL EVER KNOW
YOU MAKE NO EFFORT TO KNOW ME
THAT’S ’CAUSE YOU’RE TOO BUSY MESSING WITH ME

CHORUS
I’M ALMOST SORRY FOR YOU
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE GETTING INTO
I’M NOT SORRY FOR THE THINGS I DO
BUT I’M ALMOST SORRY
I’M ALMOST SORRY FOR YOU
YOU DON’T KNOW, YOU DON’T KNOW
YOU WON’T KNOW ME TILL YOU KNOW THE TRUTH
AND I’M ALMOST SORRY... FOR YOU
DESPITE OF WHAT YOU THINK I’M NOT DESPERATE ’CAUSE
I DON’T NEED YOU, ’CAUSE I’VE STILL GOT IT
GIVE ME SOME RESPECT AND YOU MIGHT GET IT
WHY DON’T YOU TRY IT SOMETIME...
REPEAT CHORUS

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