I Won’t Apologize
You had me to get her.
And here, I thought it was me.
I was changin', arrangin' my life to fit your lies.
It's all said and all done.
I gave it all for the long run.
Can she say the same thing?
I guess this is good bye and good luck.
(I can't be what you want me to be.)
I'm sorry for changing.
I'm sorry it had to be this way.
Believe me, it's easier just to pretend.
But, I won't apologize for who I am.
No, no.
Remember the time when you said you were out with your best friend.
But it wasn't the best friend that you know I thought you meant and
I used to accept it, I didn't know I could be free.
But I am, and I won't go back 'cause you so don't deserve me.
(I don't even want to be her.)
I'm sorry for changing.
I'm sorry it had to be this way.
Believe me, it's easier just to pretend.
But, I won't apologize for who I am.
I thank you for this hopeless war
Cause through the pain now I'm stronger now than before.
Now I'm more.
I don't need you anymore.
I'm sorry.
(Listen close I won't say this again.)
I'm sorry for changing.
I'm sorry it had to be this way.
Believe me, it's easier just to pretend.
But, I won't apologize for who I am.
I'm sorry for changing.
I'm sorry it isn't like it was.
Believe me, it's easier just to pretend.
But, I won't apologize,
why should I apologize,
no, I won't apologize for who I am
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