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.