Cutting Corners

Just about ten drinks in You stumble across the floor (to apologize again)
So you beg, steal, and borrow
And you hope that tomorrow you can take it back
So cross your fingers and dot the I’s
Apologize
Fill in the blanks for all your lies
Apologize
So make every song your anthem
And every night your last
Don’t let them pick your words
Make sure you choose them,
Just like you pick your friends
Cause you can’t take them back
You can’t always take it back
You can’t always take them back
You just can’t
So cross your fingers and dot the I’s
Apologize
Fill in the blanks for all your lies
Apologize
I’m dumb enough to keep you
And you’re drunk enough to cry
Apologize, Apologize