I’m sorry, I’m sorry
I’m sick of sayin’ sorry
Oh, can you forgive me for sucking the air I breathe?
I want you to like me, so I’m apologizing
Been filled with regret so you’ll never be threatened by me
I’m sorry… oh, oh, oh
No more!
To the man
To the man
Can you help me understand?
Why you dealt all the cards
And left me with this hand
You’ll let me work as long as it is for you (for you)
You’ll let me talk as long as I adore you (adore you)
But now it’s time to hear the truth
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
I’m sick of saying sorry
I begged for the pardon
You needed more than me
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
Won’t you try on saying sorry?
Is it lifting? Restricting?
Does it leave you feelin’ weak?
Raised us girls to raise our hands
But not our voices or demands
What’s the deal, am I too shrill?
You’d rather see my kindness kill?
Ain’t no expert but we tend to qualify it (mmm-hmmm)
Padding all our points so you will buy it (buy it)
Slowed myself down to keep the pace with you
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
Just one question
I’m so sorry
Why are women more at risk for rape and domestic violence than cancer, car wrecks & malaria?
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
Cause I’m not really sorry
Been sitting so pretty
Now it’s time to take a stand
I just assume my imposition
Now I feel I need permission
For this powerful position
Earned unequivocally
Let’s start negotiation
Get our steps in syncopation
Someone please bring up menstruation
Is that blushing I see?
Say ya, say ya sorry
Say ya, say ya sorry
Say ya, say ya sorry
Say it
Say ya, say ya sorry
Say ya, say ya sorry
Say ya, say ya sorry
Say it
I tried to be respectful
I tried to be kind
And it got me all this way
Yeah, way far behind
So afraid to be rude
Such an impulse to smooth
Out the mess that you make
Sorry, you’re in my way!
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
I’m sick of saying sorry
I begged for a pardon
You needed more than me
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
Just one question… I’m so sorry
Why do I feel the need to be polite when you’re the one that’s bein’ rude?
And now that I’ve got the floor, just 3 or 4 more questions
Why is the wartime death toll unsurpassed, by the U.S. female fighters that get sexually harassed?
And 60 million girls denied an education, but 100 million more, they undergo castration?
And they aren’t aloud to drive
And they barely stay alive
With a wage 30% below the average working guy
So we cry more and we whine more and you really wonder why?
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
Won’t you try on saying sorry?
Is it lifting? Restricting?
Does it leave you feelin’ weak?
I’m done saying sorry
Cause I’m not really sorry
Been sitting so pretty
Now it’s time to take a stand
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Laura Bell Bundy Lyrics – Sick Of Saying Sorry