The Song Fight Bulletin Board

Sorry About The Mess
Robyn Mackenzie

I left you in the hotel room
With the scent of my perfume
Wish I could remember last night
Don't know your name or what you do

I know that I've been here before
Always sneaking out the door
Before the dark turns into sunlight
I know that I'll go find some more

And it's not like I'm here just to break any heart I can find in the club in the shadows
And if you ever thought I was more than a hot little flame, well you didn't get the memo
'Cause you and I are not a thing
I don't want your love and I don't want a ring
But I hope you at least read the note I left
Sorry about the mess

You're kinda cute and so am I
But I don't need no alibi
Now you're all alone and I just don't care
I was never yours, you won't be mine

And it's not like I'm here just to break any heart I can find in the club in the shadows
And if you ever thought I was more than a hot little flame, well you didn't get the memo
'Cause you and I are not a thing
I don't want your love and I don't want a ring
But I hope you at least read the note I left
Sorry about the mess

I'm sorry
So sorry
I'm sorry
Not sorry

And it's not like I'm here just to break any heart I can find in the club in the shadows
And if you ever thought I was more than a hot little flame, well you didn't get the memo
'Cause you and I are not a thing
I don't want your love and I don't want a ring
But I hope you at least read the note I left
Sorry about the mess
Sorry about the mess

Sorry About The Mess
Kev Smith

I pushed your glass off the table
Just to see it fall
I took a dump on the carpet
Because the litterbox was full
Well it wasn’t really full
It just didn’t smell right
So I went up to the dog
And challenged him to a fight

You think I’m sorry about the mess
About the chaos that I bring
But in this humble castle
I’m the goddamned king
I’m not sorry about the mess
You’re truly out of luck
Because I am a cat
And I don’t give a fuck

My tail brushed the plant pot
And so it fell off the shelf
Then I looked in the mirror
To admire myself
Then it was lunchtime
So I went to my bowl
But the wrong food was in it
So I flicked it up the wall

You think I’m sorry about the mess
About the chaos that I bring
But in this humble castle
I’m the goddamned king
I’m not sorry about the mess
You’re truly out of luck
Because I am a cat
And I don’t give a fuck

I hocked up a hairball
On your favourite rug
Then I scratched your face
When you reached in for a hug
Don’t try to pick me up
That is my advice
But you can look at my butthole
Isn’t it nice?

You think I’m sorry about the mess
About the chaos that I bring
But in this humble castle
I’m the goddamned king
I’m not sorry about the mess
You’re truly out of luck
Because I am a cat
And I don’t give a fuck

Sorry About the Mess
Pigfarmer Jr

I see you sitting with a group of guys
I wonder which one will fall for your lies
I hope he sees your shovel is looking old
Sees how many times you've been digging for gold

It's past time for me to say some things
And you need to give me back that engagement ring

I'm sorry about the mess
The one I'm about to make
But seeing you in this bar
Is more than I can take
When a man's love is betrayed
It turns straight into hate
I can't help myself I must confess
Sorry about the mess

I was a little slow to see that I was played
A little too trusting until it was far too late
A little too in love to see that you were lying
Now I'm too busy trying to keep from crying

It's past time for me to say some things
And you need to give me back that engagement ring

I'm sorry about the mess
The one I'm about to make
But seeing you in this bar
Is more than I can take
When a man's love is betrayed
It turns straight into hate
I can't help myself I must confess
Sorry about the mess

When the gossip started spreading across the town
You know me, I didn't make a sound
I let them all believe that it was all my fault
But we both know that story is untrue

I'm sorry about the mess
The one I'm about to make
But seeing you in this bar
Is more than I can take
When a man's love is betrayed
It turns straight into hate
I can't help myself I must confess
Sorry about the mess

Sorry About the Mess

The Mellfire Trifecta

People want to move in mysterious ways
Never really knowing what gives or who pays
What’s the point of following plans?
Throw it up, see where it lands

All I ever wanted was clear in my mind
Somebody who knew the value of time
When to put the babies to bed
How to follow through on something that they said

I’m too young to protest
Keep this close to the vest
But help me out from under
Do you ever wonder who pays the cost?

Sorry doesn’t cut it when moments get missed
“Better late than never,” balloons on your wrist
This is just a shot in the dark
But will you remember where the car is parked?

I’d describe your parenting mantra like this:
Never know, and always second guess
Act first, screw up and tell everyone
Sorry about the mess
Keep in mind we’re not figurines to move around
You shouldn’t play with us
Chaos breeds where chaos reigns
We’ll want to limit your stay with us

I’m too young to protest
Keep this close to the vest
But help me out from under
Do you ever wonder who pays the cost?
But help me out from under
Do you ever wonder who pays the cost?