I'm still big on saying sorryLike every chance I getI say I'm sorry that i met youI'm still big on taking chances (whoa)When every chance I see youIs another chance I get to walk awayI'll giveEvery last word to youYou makeYour self sound dumber when you're madYou know i always hated thatEvery first kissWill be better, more noticedAnd softer then your lipsEvery love sick noteOn my wall, i threw outThis sickness won't weigh me downUnfaithful is ridden on your shouldersOur faith gets tested hardWhen your living for the momentI've settled, We're taking backAll the memories wasted on youEvery first kissWill be better, more noticedAnd softer then your lipsEvery love sick noteOn my wall, i threw outThis sickness won't weigh me down[repeat Chorus 2 more times]
