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.
