(You're) Sorry Songtext
von Asterhouse

I was a back hand kid and a battered son
My mother was silent my father named his guns
And I only felt safe when I went to school
The teachers don′t touch you, or break your heart
And every time you told me you loved me
Your fingers crossed, my heart got lost
And every time, you'd reach right through me
Your smile would curl, you thought you knew my world

And I could feel the pressure mounting
And I could feel the clocks all counting down
My inner child was always screaming
Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry

I was a back burner child, the lonely one
And I followed the white rabbit, into the sun
My skin peeled off, and I was exposed
I get sick to my stomach when I take off me clothes.


And every time you told me you loved me your fingers crossed
My heart got lost
And every time you reached out to touch me
You′d touch yourself
And think of someone else
And I could feel something changing
And I could feel my youth was never ending
My inner child was always screaming
Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry

Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry

I am a child
And I am trapped
I'm trapped
I'm trapped

I′m a child and I′m trapped

I'm a child
I′m trapped
I'm trapped

Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry
Gonna make you sorry
Everyone