Text: Suicidal Tendencies. Sorry ?!.

Seems like such a long time ago
But I don't know if I'm ever gonna let her go
Well, I remember the first time that I met her
I knew she was the one, there couldn't be anybody better

Well, I was lost when I looked in her eyes
[Incomprehensible]
Well, those eyes, those eyes, they made me realize

Sorry, sorry, I didn't know what was to be
Sorry, sorry and, no, I could not see
Sorry, sorry, Lord, how could this be
Sorry, sorry, well, it's raining down on me

Well, I know it sounds crazy to say
But in everything I do, I think about that day
Last time I talked to her was on the telephone
She said, "I know it's been a while
But I don't feel like being alone"

I slammed down the phone
On the last thing I'd hear her say
Now it's getting harder to live with it every day
And I pray, I pray that you can hear me say

Sorry, sorry, well, I could not see
Sorry, sorry and it don't seem fair to me
Sorry, sorry but, Lord, how could this be
Sorry, sorry, it's raining right down on me
Now I'm sorry

Not a day goes by when I do not sit
And wonder why this had to be
It don't seem fair to me
No, no, it don't seem fair to me

The more I wish and pray
The more it seems I waste away
But it would mean, oh, so much
If I could just reach out
And our hands would touch

And if I'd just go back again
And do it all over, it'd have a happy end
I know exactly the way I would start
I'd send her a letter straight from my heart

It doesn't seem fair, why can't I forgive
She was so strung out
She didn't even have a chance to live
And it's, oh, so hard to forgive

Sometimes people think I don't know what to say
Because I'm looking out in space
But inside I'm praying
I pray, I pray, I pray, pray, pray

And then I think about the day she died
About that night and in the morning I cry, cry, cry
And I try, I try to understand

Sorry, sorry, I didn't know what was to be
Sorry, sorry, well, it don't seem fair to me
Sorry, sorry and Lord, I'll always be
Sorry, sorry, she died but it's killing me

Wondering about that time when it'll be my day
And I wonder what I'll do and what she'll say
And if I'll have the courage to say

Well, if that's what she taking out of my head
And wonders it will be
And I'll start by looking her straight in the eye
And telling her that I'm sorry