To the boxer with orange gloves
Who's already given up
I'm sorry
I did you wrong
I hurt you
So run away
Throw down your gloves and hide
Behind the words of nonsense
Behind the people who know nothing at all
I hope one day you'll be back
And I can say how truly sorry I am
To the fighter drenched in red
Who's fighting for all the wrong reasons
I'm sorry
I did you wrong
I hurt you
So hide
Put on your game face and pretend
That you don't care about others words
That your feelings don't matter
I hope one day you'll able to say how you actually feel
And I can listen just as you've listened to me
To the artist painting with green
Who's scared of losing their muse
I'm sorry
I did you wrong
I hurt you
So pretend
Be a shoulder to lay on and joke
About everything and nothing at all
About anything to keep your muse happy
I hope one day you'll break free of your own restraint
And I can hear what you really think
To the parkourist in black
Who's too close to the edge
I'm sorry
I did you wrong
I hurt you
So joke
Look at the new and run away
Because nothing is as it seems
Because nothing will ever be the same
I hope one day you'll think of this as normal
And I can be your friend
To the teacher with glasses oh so yellow
Who's shadow will only grow
I'm not sorry
You did me wrong
We've hurt each other
So I have nothing to say to you
Keep talking your lies and hidden truths
I can't tell if you care about us at all
I can't tell if you'll even weep if we're gone
I hope that one day you'll step into the light
And I can finally learn what I should have learnt long ago
To all the friends
I've loved and lost
To all the friends
I'll never make
To all the friends
Who have stood by
To all the friends
Who know my wrath
I'll say it now
I'm sorry
I'll say it loud
I'm sorry
I'll say it forever
I'm sorry
I'll say it to you
I'm sorry