Ten p.m., you're late again, She must have been a sight Don't tell me I'm wrong, I know I'm right Your son's in bed, I must have read that story twenty times And now you're telling me a story that I must admit is twice as Boring as the one you told me yesterday and yet I know the way a man like you can get I almost wanted to leave you but I think I might believe you if you Tell me that you're sorry Tell me that you're sorry Careless is the way you treat my mind, my soul, my heart Plain and pretty, isn't very smart Words so wise, apologizing for neglecting time But I know what you are doing and the contract you're pursuing and Although she's not important when it comes to you and me Turn your back on her for once and see One more push and this one shoves you Face the one who loves you and then… Tell me that you're sorry Tell me that you're sorry Don't tell me that you love me Don't tell me that you need me I'm not some silly schoolgirl you just got done making love to Don't tell me that you love me Don't tell me that you need me Tell me sorry