Mick came home late last night he drank enough beer to take the edge off a knife She opened the door looking older than before He said "Rosy, you're too girl a girl" She let him in and lifted up her dress like an apology he began to kiss her neck he felt much relief as the ceiling fan tapped out a broken melody And she said "Do you remember when we were younger, bitter words were said making up was always your favorite part. Well I ain't young no more and 'I'm sorry' can not mend a broken heart." He came back home threw his things on the floor she worked up the courage to say what she never had before the words got lost inside he got that look in his eye and the sun went shining on Do you remember when we were younger bitter words were said making up was always your favorite part well I 'aint young no more and "I'm sorry" can not mend a broken heart The church knew well Mick was a violent man She got a few head lines she got a slap on the hand And there ain't no villains and there ain't no heros people on both sides of the tracks try to add a whole bunch of zeros time marches on until its all gone She said, "Do you remember when we were younger bitter words were said making up was always your favorite part I ain't young no more and 'I'm sorry' can not mend a broken heart