I'm Sorry Lyrics

I'm sorry I cook for shit.
I'm sorry my sewing isn't like your mother's.
I'll call her up.


I'm sorry I dress kinda boyish.
I'm sorry my hair isn't long like the girls in your magazine.
I'll grow it out.


I know I can't run the world,
'cause I can't even decide what
To make for dinner.
I know that you are stonger than me
Because you are a man.
Thank God you are a man.


I'm sorry your world is a mess.
Don't worry, I'll pour you a beer
So that it doesn't fizz up.
You taught me well.


I'm sorry you dropped the gla*s on the floor.
I'll sweep it up before you can say 'clean it up you stupid bitch'.
You'll be so proud.


I know I can't run the world,
'cause I can't even decide what
To make for dinner.
I know that you are stonger than me
Because you are a man.
I know I can't run the world,
'cause you tell me I s*ck
And your such a winner.
I know that you are stonger than me
Because you are a man.


I'm sorry I'm not good with make-up.
I'm sorry I don't wear any s*xy lingerie.
I'll lose some weight.


I know I can't run the world,
'cause I can't even decide what
To make for dinner.
I know that you are stonger than me
Because you are a man.
I know I can't run the world,
'cause you tell me I s*ck
And your such a winner.
I know that you are stonger than me
Because you are a man.
Thank God you are a man.
What would I do without a man?

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