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 by.
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.

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.
But it makes no sense
makes no sense to me
It makes no sense to me.