forgive, sounds good. forget, i'm not sure i could. they say, time heals everything. 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. its too late to make it right. i probably wouldn't if i could. cos i'm mad as hell, can't bring myself, to do what it is you think i should. i know, you said, why can't you just get over it. it turned my whole world around and i kinda like it. i made my bed and i sleep like a baby, with no regrets and i don't mind saying. its a sad sad story that a mother would teach her daughter that she oughta 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 saying that i better shut up and sing or my life will be over. - dixie chicks.