f 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 you 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 meant to walk out
after all the tears we´d 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´ve never believed in luck

If you need a reason
consider me mad
An old retainer
loyal and sad
I bought my freedom
after all that we have 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