Black Plant

You bit your lipAnd on the tip of your tongue was your viewHe hadn't dealt with how you feltIn ways that suited youGot paper cutsFrom the love letters you never gave himCould not meetYour new found needs for misbehavingWhy, why would you say sorry?Oh, why would you?Why would you say?You said there was a nagging lack of smilesWhen dancing on your backTenderness aplenty but that wasn't what you cravedThere's holes in heartsDesire starts to make demandsAnd dear boy, you'd be a foolTo make your plans with herWhy would you say sorry?Oh, why would you?Why would you say sorry?Oh, why would you say sorry?Oh, why would you?When it's just one of many bullets you will biteWhile waiting for a ray of lightWaiting for a ray of lightWaiting for a ray of lightGot paper cutsFrom the love letters you never gave himCould not meetYour new found needs for misbehavingWhy, why would you say sorry?Oh, why would you?Why would you say sorry?Oh, why would you say sorry?Oh, why would you?Why would you?Why would you say sorry?Why would you?Why would you say sorry?Why would you?Why would you say sorry?Why would you?Why would you say sorry?Why would you?Why would you?Why would you?Why would you?