Sorry Now

How many boxes does it take To divide up a life and give one half away So you carelessly pack Cause what's already broken Can't break Why does it feel like the choices Of who gets the knife set, the mattress, the old picture frames Are harder than choosing to leave In the first place It must've been after the fifteenth box I lost count I wasn't sorry then, but I'm sorry now How close is too close when you move away From the house that you shared And the memories you made I know the answer I made that mistake I park in the same parking lot of the same grocery store And I sit at the stoplight the same as before I decided that I Wanted more But there's one single street that I can't bring myself to turn down I wasn't sorry then, but I'm sorry now I tell myself Over and over That people they come and they go You were one of the good ones Now I know I tell myself Over and over That people they come and they go You were one of the good ones Now I know How long is too long For a person to wait til they say all the things That I've wanted to say Truth be told I'm not sure What difference it'd make Still you deserve to hear me say these words out loud I wasn't sorry then, but I'm sorry now I wasn't sorry then, but I'm sorry now