I'm sorry how sometimes you need me, but I can't say anything
I'm sorry that when you need advice, I can't give any
I'll listen for sure, you can count on me for that
But advice isn't something I'm good at
My advice isn't the best
It actually sucks
A lot
But I do have a shoulder
And you can use it anytime to cry on
I have ears to listen to all your problems, even the smallest complaints
I know that I'm not her, I can't give advice like her
She's actually a lot better at it than me
I'm really sorry I can't always say what's on my mind
Because what I have to say I know you don't want to hear
You've heard it way to many times
I'm sorry that when I do give advice, it's always what you want to hear the least
I'm sorry how I can't be the one who makes your problems go away
I'm sorry that you have gone through so much pain
And I don't have the guts to do anything about it
Because I wear that if I was brave enough, I would punch him for you
And make him pay for everything
I'm just so sorry.
