I'm Sorry - Hothouse Flowers

This song tells exactly how, when I was, while I was

Sitting back on my deep pile reclining chair

Thinking about my life and all the good things that happened

Well, it just came to mind to me that

Yeah, came to mind to me that

I ain’t been treatin' her too bad, too well, too well

No I been pushin' her 'round and you know

There comes a time in every mans life when he’s got to

Look over his misdemeanors, misgivings, misfortunes and

Miss whatever her name is

Yeah, I’ll say you’re sorry, sorry

I’m sorry, I’m sorry

'Cos I been telling you lies, standing on your face

I been making you cry all over the places, Lord

I should have known, yeah, I should’ve known better

Well, I could not phone, Lord I, I could, I could, I could, but I’m

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry

You know I’m crazy, sorry

Sorry, sorry, baby, baby, baby

I think this time I realized

Get down on my knees and apologies

Oh Lord, I didn’t know when I hurt you

I didn’t know when you cried

I didn’t know when you screamed, «Lord»

I didn’t know when you stopped to cry

I didn’t know when you called

I didn’t know when you hurt

I didn’t know sweet Mama

I didn’t know, I should, I am

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry