Sorry for Everything - Those Poor Bastards

I went and stole myself the devil’s heart

'Cause mine was pulverized and crushed

Then I drank all the whiskey in this town

Still I could not get enough

And I know that it’s too late

But I’m sorry for everything

And now I’m stuck out here all by myself

It’s hard to fill the empty hours

I’d like to force some gal to stay with me

But I just haven’t got the power

And I know that it’s too late

But I’m sorry for everything

You cannot live in constant solitude

Or your mind will surely bust

The rain will fall down on your withered soul

And then your bones will start to rust

And I know that it’s too late

But I’m sorry for everything