It's no use telling me that you're sorry,
You know sorry doesn't hack it any more.
Crying over spilt milk might be your game,
It might make you feel good, but it won't change the score.
How many times have you walked away from me,
How many times have I despaired?
That I'll ever see you walking through that door,
How many times, how many more?
It's not like I was someone you picked up in a bar,
It's not like I was just a one night stand.
I'm the man that fathered your children,
You're the one that wears my wedding band.
I know that you're carrying some baggage,
You never tried to shield me from your past.
But why can't you leave it all behind you,
Instead of looking for an itch that you can't scratch?
How many times have you walked away from me,
How many times have I despaired?
That I'll ever see you walking through that door,
How many times, how many more?
It's not like I was someone you met upon the street,
It's not like I was just another man.
I'm the one that loved you from the moment that we met,
You're the one that doesn't understand.
That it's no use telling me that you're sorry,
You know sorry doesn't hack it any more.
Crying over spilt milk might be your game,
Might make you feel good, but it won't change the score.