Drake Bell Follow

You say that I suck and im lousy

you say I cant write my ket

you always told me how to be

now im sick of it up

Sorry doen't make it ok

when im the one who paid your way

dont preach

Your drillin a hole in my ceiling

Too bad it won't rain

You're slippin' without any feeling

So don't you complain

Sorry doesn't make it okay

When I'm the one that paid your way

Sorry doesn't make it okay

When I'm the one that paid your way

Don't preach

I can't believe what you said

How you live, how you love,How you laugh

You took my money away

Made me sleep on the floor that I've had

But I don't care anyway

Cause I laugh when you cry

Do you think you would die if I said

Don't preach

Sorry dosn't make it ok

When im the one who paid your way

Sorry doesn't make it ok

When im the one who paid your way

The house, the board,the cause in my front door

hows it feel when none of its paid for

already paid for

already paid for

already paid for

already paid for

everybodys paid for

everybodys paid for

everybodys paid for

everybodys paid for