Song | Sorry |
Artist | Sebadoh |
Album | The Sebadoh |
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No, I mean it, | |
I’m really sorry; here | |
I’ll say it again | |
I want you to know it, but the more | |
I say it The less it means in the end | |
Working for respect’s like climbing a mountain | |
And I think | |
I’m losing my grip | |
Once I’m fallin’ and | |
I think I’m fallin’ | |
There’s no gettin’ back on pace | |
But my face makes that sorry shape | |
I know who | |
I am, but | |
I lost my grace | |
I'm gettin' a stick and | |
I march for more | |
Now I was wrong, everybody knows | |
My mouth is moving but nothing’s changing | |
I just can’t leave it alone | |
Nervous defense that’s doubled to senseless | |
Milked it dry like a bone | |
I milked it dry like a bone | |
I just can’t leave it alone | |
I milked it dry like a bone | |
I just can’t leave it alone | |
But my face makes that sorry shape | |
I know who | |
I am, but | |
I lost my grace | |
I'm gettin' a stick and | |
I march for more | |
Now I was wrong, everybody knows | |
Everybody knows | |
No, I mean it, | |
I’m really sorry; here | |
I’ll say it again | |
I want you to know it that the more | |
I say it |
No, I mean it, | |
I' m really sorry here | |
I' ll say it again | |
I want you to know it, but the more | |
I say it The less it means in the end | |
Working for respect' s like climbing a mountain | |
And I think | |
I' m losing my grip | |
Once I' m fallin' and | |
I think I' m fallin' | |
There' s no gettin' back on pace | |
But my face makes that sorry shape | |
I know who | |
I am, but | |
I lost my grace | |
I' m gettin' a stick and | |
I march for more | |
Now I was wrong, everybody knows | |
My mouth is moving but nothing' s changing | |
I just can' t leave it alone | |
Nervous defense that' s doubled to senseless | |
Milked it dry like a bone | |
I milked it dry like a bone | |
I just can' t leave it alone | |
I milked it dry like a bone | |
I just can' t leave it alone | |
But my face makes that sorry shape | |
I know who | |
I am, but | |
I lost my grace | |
I' m gettin' a stick and | |
I march for more | |
Now I was wrong, everybody knows | |
Everybody knows | |
No, I mean it, | |
I' m really sorry here | |
I' ll say it again | |
I want you to know it that the more | |
I say it |
No, I mean it, | |
I' m really sorry here | |
I' ll say it again | |
I want you to know it, but the more | |
I say it The less it means in the end | |
Working for respect' s like climbing a mountain | |
And I think | |
I' m losing my grip | |
Once I' m fallin' and | |
I think I' m fallin' | |
There' s no gettin' back on pace | |
But my face makes that sorry shape | |
I know who | |
I am, but | |
I lost my grace | |
I' m gettin' a stick and | |
I march for more | |
Now I was wrong, everybody knows | |
My mouth is moving but nothing' s changing | |
I just can' t leave it alone | |
Nervous defense that' s doubled to senseless | |
Milked it dry like a bone | |
I milked it dry like a bone | |
I just can' t leave it alone | |
I milked it dry like a bone | |
I just can' t leave it alone | |
But my face makes that sorry shape | |
I know who | |
I am, but | |
I lost my grace | |
I' m gettin' a stick and | |
I march for more | |
Now I was wrong, everybody knows | |
Everybody knows | |
No, I mean it, | |
I' m really sorry here | |
I' ll say it again | |
I want you to know it that the more | |
I say it |