Letters To A High School Sweetheart — текст песни (Sonny)

I`m sorry.
It`s my fault you`re here.
I didn`t mean to bring you down,
but where else could I have gone.
Too bad I`m not like you,
you could have gone far far away from here.
I didnt` break your arm for you to stay with me
well...maybe...nevermind.
It`s all what you make of it.
Come September we can carpool to class
watch leaves fall in the autumn wind,
it`ll take 3 minutes to defrost the windows
but it`ll take 3 years to get over what I`m doing to you.
I`m sorry I failed with flying colors
I`m sorry it`s too late for everything.