If 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