Sorry - Sebadoh

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