Sorry for Me

Tuesday, in the morning
 I walk outside to a police car
 Pulling up to my yard
 Goodbye dear stepfather
 I punch my fist right through the wall
 Duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh
 Now that it's over
 I don't know how to feel
 Moving to California
 Where I won't have to deal
 So, watcha think?
 Do you think it would make you sad?
 Watcha you think?
 Do you think it would make you sorry?
 Well, I'm sorry
 I wouldn't want to make you sorry
 For me, oh, oh, oh
 Wednesday, in the morning
 I walk downstairs
 To the sound of my mother and my sister crying
 Chain-smoking cigarettes
 Foot to the floor of my car
 As I go to confront you
 Now that it's over
 I don't know how to feel
 Moving to California
 Where I won't have to deal
 So, watcha think?
 Do you think it would make you sad?
 Watcha think?
 Do you think it would make you sorry?
 Well, I'm sorry
 I wouldn't want to make you sorry
 I'm sorry
 I wouldn't want to make you sorry
 I'm sorry
 I wouldn't want to make you sorry
 For me, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah