Sorry Doesn't Mean What It Used To
John J. Scudieri ©2000

Honor is wasted on the deceased
We must respect the living
Forgiveness does not end the killing
Evil lurks in the heart of the disillusioned

When a nine year old shoots to kill
Sorry doesnt mean what it used to

I am ever so kind and ever so bold to try to reason with you
You taunt, afraid to love, while the victim is me
We must end this confusion
We have no more time for this illusion
Its over, the violence is done
Step into my office and lay down your gun

When a nine year old shoots to kill
Sorry doesnt mean what it used to

Complacent jackoffs bend the rules
With their verbal soundbites and a pocket of fools
Our country fails to educate
And we wonder why our children hate

So scream at the top of your lungs
Valiant warrior, rebellious son
Scream, no more songs
Melody makes for a sickening psalm
Scream, no more war
Were heading for oblivion
Scream, lay your weapons down
Weve got to learn to connect somehow

Cause when a nine year old shoots to kill
Sorry doesnt mean what it used to