I’m Sorry. What is it about those two little words that make them so darn hard for us to say?
It’s been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said, “I’m angry”
Five days since you laughed at me saying
“Get that together, come back and see me”
Three days since the living room
I realized it’s all my fault but couldn’t tell you
Yesterday, you’d forgiven me
But it’ll still be two days till I say I’m sorry
At home with our families, in the office with our colleagues, at the bar with our friends, in the car with our kids, or at the mailbox with our neighbors, it doesn’t seem to matter where we are or who we’re with, when we realize we’re wrong or that we’ve made a mistake, we know that the right thing to do is to apologize.
Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You’ll think you’re looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish
Although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi
‘Cause it’s never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I’m all about value
Bert Kaempfert’s got the mad hits
You try to match wits
You try to hold me but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a fake
I’d like a stinkin’ achin’ shake
I like vanilla, it’s the finest of the flavours
Gotta see the show ’cause then you’ll know
The vertigo is gonna grow ’cause it’s so dangerous
You’ll have to sign a waiver
But somehow we just can’t bring ourselves to say those two little words, to be even just the littlest bit vulnerable. Instead we yell, argue, change the subject, slam doors, walk away, ramble on about nonsense, or even worse, double down on our argument and blame the other party.
Can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad?
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I’m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can’t understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirtIt’s been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said, “You’re crazy”
Five days since you tackled me
I’ve still got the rug burns on both my knees
It’s been three days since the afternoon
You realized it’s not my fault, not a moment too soon
Yesterday, you’d forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait till you say you’re sorry
Think of the amount of time we waste, relationships we lose, and positive outcomes we squander all because we’re too proud to be the first to apologize. Imagine how much more we could accomplish, how much happier we could be, how much easier our lives would be if we would just give in and say “I’m sorry.”
Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin’
Watchin’ X-Files with no lights on
We’re dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man’s in this one
Like Harrison Ford I’m getting frantic
Like Sting I’m tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurosawa, I make mad films
‘Kay, I don’t make films
But if I did they’d have a Samurai
Gonna get a set a’ better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren’t always flying off the back-swing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
‘Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes
That make me think the wrong thing
I know when I apologize, I actually feel better afterwards, like a weight is lifted. It doesn’t matter how the other party responds, just the act of putting down the burden of the argument frees me. And then, the best part is that we can move forward toward a real, honest, genuine solution to the problem at hand.
It’ll still be two days till we say we’re sorry
It’ll still be two days till we say we’re sorry
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie
What do you say we make a pact to be the first to apologize? The first to say those two little words, the first to lift the weight, to put down the burden? Maybe we can start a grassroots movement of apologizers, allowing us all to get past the angry stage faster and into the messy solution stage sooner. Because when we stop arguing and allow our brains to calm down so we can access the rational and logical bits, we can finally begin to solve our very real problems with real solutions.
I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to move on from the anger, yelling, and disrespect. Let’s do better by each other, one argument at a time. We deserve it.
A little inspiration: https://youtu.be/fC_q9KPczAg?si=wXYpiFx41wEhX4iI
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