It is hurtful,

Jag har taggat 3 veckor för den här kvällen och vad händer? Vad i hela världen har jag gjort och hur tar jag mig ur det här. Jag vill stanna i sängen hela kvällen, men istället åker partyblåsan på och vuxensaften ner i magen, det känns inte bra.

"I used to laugh it of, I used to look the other way
I used to save them troubles for another day
I kept my fingers crossed, I used to never take the blame
I'd pull a sunshine story in the pouring rain
The more I have to change, I just stay the same
The same, the same, I stayed the same

You don't know what you got 'til you're missing it a lot
I had to go throw it away
I was wrong from the start from the bottom of my heart I apologize
What I did to you was hurtful
What I'm going through is hurtful

I used to bide my time, I used to be around the bush
I'd rather give my ego another push
I used to be a fool, It was a foolish game I played
And it's a fool's faith coming mistakes I made
Once I had it right it was all too late
Too late, too late, too little too late" /Elin