No, I mean it, I'm really sorry, here I'll say it again
I want you to know it, but the more I say it
The less it means in the end
Working for respect's like climbing a mountain
And I think I'm losing my grip
Once I'm fallin' and I think I'm fallin'
There's no gettin' back on pace
But my face makes that sorry shape
I know who I am, but I lost my grace
I'm gettin' a stick and I march for more
Now I was wrong, everybody knows
My mouth is moving but nothing's changing
I just can't leave it alone
Nervous defense that's doubled to senseless
Milked it dry like a bone
I milked it dry like a bone
I just can't leave it alone
I milked it dry like a bone
I just can't leave it alone
But my face makes that sorry shape
I know who I am, but I lost my grace
I'm gettin' a stick and I march for more
Now I was wrong, everybody knows
Everybody knows
No, I mean it, I'm really sorry, here I'll say it again
I want you to know it that the more I say it
The less it means in the end
- :
- BBC Sessions
- Defend Yourself
- Secret (EP)
- Harmacy
- Miscellaneous
- Bubble and Scrape
- Bakesale
- III
- Bubble & Scrape
- Bubble And Scrape (Expanded Edition)
- Bakesale: Deluxe Edition
- The Freed Man
- Uncut: Into Your Arms
- Breathe This Air
- Secret
- The Sebadoh
- Bakesale (Deluxe Edition) [Remastered]
- Weed Forestin
- 2004-05-05: 40 Watt Club, Athens, GA, USA
- Uncut: Eight Miles High: 19 Tracks Inspired by The Byrds