Black Plant

You bit your lip

And on the tip of your tongue was your view

He hadn't dealt with how you felt in ways that suited you

Got paper cuts

From the love letters you never gave him

Could not meet

Your newfound needs

For misbehaving

Why?

Why would you say sorry?

Oh, why would you?

Why would you say

You said there was a nagging lack

Of smiles when dancing on your back

Tenderness a plenty

But that wasn't what you craved

There's holes in hearts

Desire starts to make demands

And, dear boy, you'd be a fool to make your plans with her

Why 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 bite

While waiting for a ray of light

Waiting for a ray of light

Waiting for a ray of light

Got paper cuts

From the love letters you never gave him

Could not meet

Your newfound needs

For misbehaving

Why?

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)