Cutting Corners - Transit

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