I've got nothing more but apologies.

10 months and 20 days have passed.
All we're left is just a couple more months before the year is out.



If only I could turn back time.
I really regret it.
What's getting to me.

I feel it in the air
As I'm doing my hair
Preparing for another date
A kiss up on my cheek
He's here reluctantly
As if I'm gonna be out late
I say I won't be long
Just hanging with the girls
A lie I didn't have to tell
Because we both know
Where I'm about to go
And we know it very well