sorry, mr. swift
but there's no radio
that likes to play the songs
of your lover's sorrow
just sing us a jingle
and we'll float you some bread
all it will cost you
is your heart and your head

sorry, mr. swift
but you're much too fat
and could i persuade you
just to wear a cap?
i hope you forgive me
and i hope you forget
the hurt that i've caused you
that you can't feel yet

sorry, mr. swift
i know times are tough
we all have plenty
still we don't have enough
i know it's not funny
so i'll try not to smile
we made you believe
that we were worth your while

sorry, everybody
for the things i said
got a wife and kids
and a gun to my head
so try to remember
try to hold it near
my name will go missing
but the songs will be here
no, don't you feel sorry
for i must pay my debts
still feel like i'm losing
but i'm placing my bets


Lyrics submitted by pseudoelegance

Artist & Repertoire song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain