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Back To December/ Apologize/ You're Not Sorry

Taylor Swift

I'm so glad you made time to see me How's life? Tell me, how's your family? I haven't seen them in a while You've been good; busier than ever Small talk, work and the weather Your guard is up and I know why Because the last time you saw me Still burns in the back of your mind You gave me roses and I left them there to die So this is me swallowing my pride, Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night And I go back to December all the time, It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missin' you Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine And I go back to December, turn around And make it all right I go back to December all the time These days I haven't been sleepin?, Stayin' up playing back myself leavin?, When your birthday passed And I didn't call, then I think about summer, All the beautiful times, I watched you laughin' from the passenger side And realized I loved you in the fall And then the cold came, With the dark days when the fear crept into my mind You gave me all your love And all I gave you was goodbye So this is me swallowing my pride, Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night And I go back to December all the time, It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missin' you Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine And I go back to December, turn around And change my own mind I go back to December all the time I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, So good to me, so right And how you held me in your arms That September night; The first time you ever saw me cry Maybe this is wishful thinking Probably mindless dreaming If we loved again, I swear I'd love you right I'd go back in time and change it but I can't So if the chain is on your door I understand And you said it's too late to apologize (it's too late) You said it's too late to apologize (it's too late) Swallowing my pride, Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night And I go back to December It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missin' you Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine And I go back to December, turn around And change my own mind I go back to December all the time You say you're not sorry, no, no woah You're not sorry, no, no woah You're not sorry, no, no woah You're not sorry, no, no woah