Sanoja: Dag Nasty. Can I Say. One To Two.

There are things I'd like to say
that I've said too many times before
Things I should have done
instead of looking for a way to get out
You'll never know the sorrow I felt
or the hours I've laid awake
thinking about just what you said
How could you know how I felt?
I never took the time to figure it out
or see how the problems arose
I tried to blame the two of you
I can only blame myself

for the pain we felt
There are words I should have spoken
but I kept my fucking mouth shut instead
Words would've made the difference
but they always stayed unsaid
Why won't you ever see?
Why won't you even see?
It's not just me