Sorry - Sebadoh

No, I mean it, I’m really sorry; here I’ll say it again\nI want you to know it, but the more I say it\nThe less it means in the end\nWorking for respect’s like climbing a mountain\nAnd I think I’m losing my grip\nOnce I’m falling and I think I’m falling\nThere’s no getting back on it\nBut my face makes that sorry shape\nI know who I am, but I lost my grace\nI’m getting a stick and I march for more\nNow I was wrong, everybody knows\nMy mouth is moving but nothing’s changing\nI just can’t leave it alone\nNervous defense that’s doubled to senseless\nMilked it dry like a bone\nI milked it dry like a bone\nI just can’t leave it alone\nI milked it dry like a bone\nI just can’t leave it alone\nBut my face makes that sorry shape\nI know who I am, but I lost my grace\nI’m getting a stick and I march for more\nNow I was wrong, everybody knows\nEverybody knows\nNo, I mean it, I’m really sorry; here I’ll say it again\nI want you to know it that the more I say it\nThe less it means in the end