Belle: I've got a tale to tell
About a beast I knew
Who fell deep under a spell
That he couldn't undo
And though he tried to say
That, yes, his heart was true
There was just one way:
To break that curse in two
He saw my plight
Put up a fight
He tried his best
To make it right
To fix your mess
Do more than confess
Use all your might
To make it right
You found a brand new crowd
And brushed your friends aside
Too proud, a little too loud
So now your tongue is tied
You want to set things straight
You gotta go for broke
By doing something great
You just might lose that croak
You could delight
Your friends tonight
They'd be impressed
You tried to make it right
To fix your mess
Do more than confess
Use all your might
To make it right
"I'm sorry!" is a phrase that's often heard
But actions speak louder than words
You could delight
Sofia: I could delight
Belle: Your friends tonight
Sofia: My friends to-croak
Belle: They'd be impressed
Sofia: I tried my best
Both: To make it right
Belle: To fix your mess
Sofia: Do more than conf-croak
Belle: Just keep your goal plainly in sight
And use all your might
Sofia: And make it croak
I'll make it croak
Belle: You'll make it...
Sofia: ... right! croak
