Jessica Riddle - I'm Sorry Lyrics
Im sorry I cook for shit.Im sorry my sewing isnt like your mothers.Ill call her up.Im sorry I dress kinda boyish.Im sorry my hair isnt long like the girls in your magazine.Ill grow it out.I know I cant run the world,cause I cant even decide whatTo make for dinner.I know that you are stonger than meBecause you are a man.Thank God you are a man.Im sorry your world is a mess.Dont worry, Ill pour you a beerSo that it doesnt fizz up.You taught me well.Im sorry you dropped the glass on the floor.Ill sweep it up before you can say clean it up you stupid *****.Youll be so proud.I know I cant run the world,cause I cant even decide whatTo make for dinner.I know that you are stonger than meBecause you are a man.I know I cant run the world,cause you tell me I suckAnd your such a winner.I know that you are stonger than meBecause you are a man.Im sorry Im not good with make-up.Im sorry I dont wear any sexy lingerie.Ill lose some weight.I know I cant run the world,cause I cant even decide whatTo make for dinner.I know that you are stonger than meBecause you are a man.I know I cant run the world,cause you tell me I suckAnd your such a winner.I know that you are stonger than meBecause you are a man.Thank God you are a man.What would I do without a man?
