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