[Lyric] Lush Rimbaugh Thoreau Remix (Senses Fail)

[Verse 1]
God, send the meteor 'cause I've had enough of this
And I'd like to see some good ole fashioned wrathful testament
Why, why is it so hard to try, try to be open to
Eyes, eyes that are not yours
In shoes you’ve never walked in?

[Chorus]
I’m not sorry, I’m not fucking sorry
I'm not sorry anymore
There’s a special place in hell for you
There’s a special place in hell for you
I'm sure they’ve got your number at the door

[Bridge]
You spend your whole lifе trying to make others feel bad for things they can’t control
And now you’rе dying, clinging on to all the things you tell yourself but you know in your soul
You will be forgotten
And you will be–

[Chorus]
I’m not sorry, I’m not fucking sorry
I'm not sorry anymore
There’s a special place in hell for you
There’s a special place in hell for you
I'm sure they’ve got your number at the door
[Outro]
I’m not sorry, I’m not fucking sorry
I'm not sorry anymore