It is happening, just like you said it would,
a world you had made, but they knew you not.
it is happening. from a corner of a courtyard,
three times i stand and deny.
it is happening. fools, kings, and soldiers sing…
“physician, heal thyself.”
it is happening. even though i've walked on water…
three times i stand and deny.
Chorus:
I am sorry. i wasn't supposed to be like this.
now i am forgiven.
i am sorry. ‘though i know it doesn't matter now…
i have begun to believe in you.
Bridge:
You crack and you bleed, and i am choking on a bitter pill.
build upon me whatever you will.
we all crack and we bleed, and i am choking on a bitter pill.
build upon me all you will.
I am sorry. i am so sorry.