Sorry

Sorry if my eyes are not perfectly round for you
Or if my body's fat and swollen, filled with fluid
Pus and unknown objects
I know that I was only supposed to cry
When babies, animals, or old people died
But you're alive and you're awful
Still, I wish I could be with you, bitch
Sorry if my back is hunched over when I stomp by
My mother told me that good posture
Never made a man attractive
I was always listening to Kurt Cobain
Singing Pennyroyal Tea with blackened veins
And the moral of the story is that
No one wins their money back
Although we scratch and play and misbehave
Wе'll never win the prizе
We're always paying more and getting less
In an unfair compromise
Although we scratch and play and misbehave
We'll never win the prize
We're always paying more
And getting less in an unfair compromise
Sorry if my nose is too crooked to smell you straight
I'm guessing that it comes from a long line
Of Royal Roman incest
But I don't think I should apologize to you for being who I am
At least I'm telling the truth
I could act like I was happy being alone
And that I forgot everything
About what we've done
To be honest... Though it's over...
I still hope there'll be more just like you
Yes, I love you though you're selfish
Because I know you think my flaws are cute
Although we scratch and play and misbehave
We'll never win the prize
We're paying more and getting less in an unfair compromise
Although we scratch and play and misbehave
We'll never win the prize
We're always paying more and getting less
In an unfair compromise