What does, what does it feel like to be sorry?
Why did, why did I find a broken rosary in your bed?
Don't give, don't give a mark to what I did
Because from one to ten I just guess I deserve a four
Oh, mother, don't worry
There's still a part of me
That is worth knowing
But it makes no sense to me
Oh, it makes no sense to me
Don't tell me what I could or should have done
Now the boats are all gone and I didn't want to wave them bye
And it's time, oh Lord, for once to end what you start
Oh, and you can trust me
I know you made the hardest part
Oh, mother, don't worry
There's still a part of me
That is worth knowing
But it makes no sense to me
Oh, it makes no sense to me