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