| Lyrics: | If this is a ghetto, I'm in it with you
If it's just a prison, I'm locked in it too
I
tried to leave you, but after all that we had said
I went to pieces when I should have shouted
and screamed
instead:
So sorry, I said
Your powers of persuasion, those
quizzical eyes
Have tired and tied me, with innocent guile
I would have walked out, and
after all the tears we shed
I should have stalked out, gone and painted the town bright
red
But instead
So sorry, I said
How tough it gets, don't talk to me about
it!
To pay off your debts, I worked on overtime
And you say you never believed in
luck
If you need a reason, consider me mad
An old retainer, loyal and sad
I
bought my freedom, but after all that we had shared
I couldn't leave you think of the skins I'd
have to shed
instead
So sorry, I said
So sorry, I said
So
sorry, I said |
