That I never really got it right, I never stopped to think of you.
I'm always wrapped up in, things I cann not win
Ты are the antidote that gets me by,Something strong,Like a drug that gets me high.
What I really meant to say, is I'm sorry for the way I am, I never meant to be so cold to you.
And I'm sorry about all the lies, maybe in a different light.
Ты could see me stand on my own again, 'cause now i can see.
Ты were the antidote that got me by, something strong like a drug that got me high.
I never meant to be so cold, I never really wanted Ты to see.
The screwed up side of me that I keep, locked inside of me so deep.
It always seems to get to me, I never really wanted Ты to go.
So many things Ты should have known,I guess for me theres just no hope.
I never meant to be so cold.....