All wide-eyed simple smiles

certain to see you through

like a QC full of fake humility

you say:

"Oh, please forgive..."

you say:

"Oh, live and let live..."

but sorry doesn't help us

and sorry will not save us

and sorry will not bring my teen years back to me (any time soon)

Forced back, it springs right out

seasoned, you have no doubts

you lied about the lies that you told

which is the full extent of what being you is all about

you say:

"Oh, please forgive..."

you say:

"Oh, live and let live..."

but sorry doesn't help us

sorry will not save us

sorry will not bring my love into my arms (as far as I know...)

sorry doesn't help us

sorry will not save us

sorry is just a word you find so easy to say... so you say it anyway

sorry doesn't help us

sorry won't protect us

sorry won't undo all the good gone wrong