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 we 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 would have walked out

And after all the tears we 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 never believed in luck

If you need a reason

Consider me mad

An old retainer

Loyal and sad

I bought my freedom

But after all that we had 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