I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
I cried as I sat on the web
I'm busy I'm busy I'm busy
My chest has been filled up with dread
The finals the finals the finals
Are next week and I'm not prepared
The projects the projects the projects
Are making me pull out my hair
The summer the summer the summer
Is so soon that I could just cry
The quarter the quarter the quarter
Has been so hard I thought I would die
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
That I haven't posted for you
I'm busy I'm busy I'm busy
And I'm sure that you have been too
