It's all about the little things
and now I regret every word i have said
just because of stupid bigoty
didn't realize how much I hurt you
there's no way to make it undone, yet
none of my jokes will take your tears away
i wish you would not leave me now
silence, cause pride's what remains

Empty phrases;
that's what is left of all those radio-lovesongs
empty phrases
are not enough to apologize