Sorry — текст песни (Cerbone Lisa)

I`m so sorry I ruined your image of me.
So sorry.
You lay there on your back telling me how to act.
You`re a crass little ass.
I bet that accent isn`t your own.
A lot is revealed in your jokes.
You want me to be the coy, demure,
waiting in the corner smiling at everyone you know.
Well, I`ve got bullets coming out of my eyes.
Pointed right at you; they`re coming through my smile.
I`m so sorry I ruined your image of me.
I`m sorry.
So sorry.
I said yes more than I should, Mr. Wrong, I did, I did.
You followed me to my house because you knew you can.
Then, sitting on the barstool, I took my fistful of quarters;
they came across your head.
I ran away when you fell.
Felt like I was runnng away from a lifelong habit of hell.
A lifelong habit of hell.
I`m so sorry I ruined your image of me.
I`m sorry.
So sorry...