I'm holdin' on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground.
And I'm hearin' what you say,
But I just can't make a sound.
You tell me that you need me,
Then you go and cut me down.
But wait.
You tell me that you're sorry,
Didn't think I'd turn around.
And say
I say it's too late to apologize

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