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