Sorries pour out of you. All wide-eyed simple smiles. Certain to see you through. Like a Qc full of fake humility. You say:. "Oh please forgive...". You say:. "Oh live and let live...". But sorry doesn't help us. And sorry will not save us. And sorry will not bring. My teen years back to me. (any time soon). Forced back it springs right out. Seasoned you have no doubts. You lied about the lies that you told. Which is the full extent of. What being you is all about. You say:. "Oh please forgive...". You say:. "Oh live and let live...". But sorry doesn't help us. Sorry will not save us. Sorry will not bring. My love into my arms. (as far as I know...). Sorry doesn't help us. Sorry will not save us. Sorry is just a word. you find so easy to say.... So you say it anyway. Sorry doesn't help us. Sorry won't protect us. Sorry won't undo. all the good gone wrong