Sorry (Won’t Cut It) - Bibio

I ain't getting no sleep. I be all in my head. Why do I feel guilty? Guilty of my success. Oh. I ain't getting no sleep. Tho I'm making much bread. I would spend it all to be able to call you And talk about nothing at all. I can't lay my head down, Can't close my eyes. Cause all I see is you now Asking me why? (Why, Why) Why did I let you down? (Why did I let you down) Why you don't come around? Why you don't come around no more? You acting funny now that you rolled up I'd say it wasn't true if it wasn't And saying sorry just don't cut it. (Cut it, cut it) Just don't cut it. (Cut it) And saying sorry just don't cut it. Just don't. (Just don't) Just don't. (Just don't) I would apologize, ooh But would it even matter? See the way things are We've gone too far To go back now, does it? And sorry just don't cut it. No matter what you do They gone judge it. Every hater conversation You the subject. Take my thing away From low budget to no budget. And I should be proud of myself. I should be proud of my wealth. But when I give you the crown You turn around. You don't see nobody else. But I puts it in perspective. All the things that you neglected. Something that you wish you said Now you just can't remember what was it And saying sorry just don't cut it. (Cut it, cut it) Just don't cut it. (Cut it) And saying sorry just don't cut it. Just don't. (Just don't) Just don't) (Just don't) I would apologize, ooh, But would it even matter? See the way things are We've gone too far To go back now, does it? And saying sorry just don't cut it. (Cut it, cut it)

I'm just tryna leave, girl, you don't really wanna What you tryna see, girl? Somethin' I ain't fond of I don't usually drink but tonight, yeah, I'm on one Tryin' not to think 'bout the past 'cause it's all done (done) I'm just tryna leave, girl, you don't really wanna What you tryna see, girl? Somethin' I ain't fond of I don't usually drink but tonight, yeah, I'm on one Tryin' not to think 'bout the past 'cause it's all done Margiela sweater, don't tell me you could do better Ain't nobody on my level, this level headed so level up Death 'fore dishonour, so baby don't bring your drama You keep on trippin', I promise, I'm goin' ghost and I'm headin' out I'm bettеr now (now), now that I let it out (out) Felt it forevеr but I just finally said it now Came here together but you can bet I regret it now Say that you love me and you hate me, don't you get it now? So don't go thinkin' (no) That you can play your games on me (oh, oh) We both been drinkin' (whoa) Think it's time to cut if off I'm just tryna leave, girl, you don't really wanna What you tryna see, girl? Somethin' I ain't fond of I don't usually drink but tonight, yeah, I'm on one Tryin' not to think 'bout the past 'cause it's all done (done) I'm just tryna leave, girl, you don't really wanna What you tryna see, girl? Somethin' I ain't fond of I don't usually drink but tonight, yeah, I'm on one Tryin' not to think 'bout the past 'cause it's all done Drink in your cup, drink in my cup, add it up I think that I finally just had enough 'Cause you can't stop from actin' up (up) And we both know you ain't bad enough So check your attitude ('tude), and check your gratitude ('tude) Doin' what I had to do, no, I ain't mad at you I just wish that you would chill so I come back with you So don't go thinkin' (no) That you can play your games on me (oh, oh) We both been drinkin' (whoa) Think it's time to cut if off I'm just tryna leave, girl, you don't really wanna What you tryna see, girl? Somethin' I ain't fond of I don't usually drink but tonight, yeah, I'm on one Tryin' not to think 'bout the past 'cause it's all done (done) I'm just tryna leave, girl, you don't really wanna What you tryna see, girl? Somethin' I ain't fond of I don't usually drink but tonight, yeah, I'm on one Tryin' not to think 'bout the past 'cause it's all done

To see within is to feel without a light Who'd have thought that we'd break the things we like? To find a stone just to bounce across the pond Is the path it makes, that's a clue to other songs Her hair curls in the damp of the night The scent recalls like a photograph with life Her hair, it curls in the depth of the night The scent recalls like a photograph with life To live without is to live under a spell Who'd have thought that we'd turn our home to hell? To find a bone and to float it down the stream It's the path it takes that's a clue to many greens Her hair curls in the damp of the night The scent recalls like a photograph with life Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights Records the air like a memory of night Her hair curls in the damp of the night The scent recalls like a photograph with life Her woollen coat under yellow sodium lights Records the air like a memory of night

Just a meaningless chore On a meaningless night (night, night) There's a glow around the door And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) In an ownerless hall (hall) On an onerous night (night, night) There's a shadow on the wall (wall) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) Just an echoless call (call) In the inkiness of night (night, night) There's a flicker on the moor (moor) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) In a bottomless fall (fall) On a meaningless flight (flight, flight) A reflection on the floor (floor) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) Just a meaningless chore On a meaningless night (night, night) There's a glow around the door And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) In an ownerless hall (hall) On an onerous night (night, night) There's a shadow on the wall (wall) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) Just an echoless call (call) In the inkiness of night (night, night) There's a flicker on the moor (moor) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) In a bottomless fall (fall) On a meaningless flight (flight, flight) A reflection on the floor (floor) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light)

Counting twos, counting fours When you're feeling sad treading ever so kindly Break it off, break it off When you see it glow, and you're thinking it's ripened À tout à l'heure, À tout à l'heure When you lift your feet, and you know it's me waving Scattered rains, scattered rains Counting dandelions and the parks they're ripened Counting threes, counting fives See the beaucoup view and the merry go rounding Spin your arms, spin your eyes êtes vous ma fleuri, ever carefully breezing Look how we live, look how we laugh Feel the bellowing and the bath in flexing Let it drop, and let it bounce Counting melodies, and the gravity breathing Counting twos counting fours When your feeling slow treading ever so finely Cut it off cut it off When you see it broke and your thinking that's faulting À tout à l'heure, À tout à l'heure When you lift your souls, and you know it's me smiling Scattered rains scattered rains Scatter buttercups and the melodies ripened Counting threes counting fives See the bickering and cherry go round Spin your arm spin your eyes Ever presently Ever carefully freezing Cant move in cant move out Till the mellowing and daffodil resting Let it drop let it bounce, Count the good news and the levity teething