I'll say sorry if I've been carried I'll apologize when I'm finally free Of the everyday and droll The average and old And what lives in me I'll be sorry when I've crapped out Down in the dumps when I let that monster out But it's bound to break free Bust out and bury me Because that's the way it goes I don't care for the cries and the sighs They're exhausting and affected I'd rather it was all buried deep inside To leave me unaffected Left to a stoic silence to sleep Like hopeful little whispers Sweet words to ears and Eyes deaf and blind Unrequited slights Suffering despite What lives in me I've been crafting my excuses Captured and caged emotion and lust But it's bound to break free Bust out and bury me Because that's the way it goes Don't be so obvious Stop being envious It's all so ponderous You'll catch your death in it I'm just an innocent Ain't got a stake in it Oblivious and bent if I say I'm sorry will I be?