A song by Dixie Chicks, perfectly pictured my very heart and soul at this very moment, after nanges balik even siang td aku dah cool siket. Aku bace blog die. Die tak pernah2 tulis blog, tibe2 tulis blog. uwargh.... pliss la... i'm not ready to make nice.
Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting
I'm through with doubt
There's nothing left for me to figure out
I've paid a price
And I'll keep paying
I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I know you said
Can't you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it
I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don't mind sayin'
It's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her Daughter
that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Sayin' that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over
Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting
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