Sorry, Mom, Dad
Sorry, Mom, Dad
Sorry, Mom, Dad

I remember, secretly in school, tampon in my fist
Under the sleeve, all the way down, hoping no one notices
Always lying to Dad when I have stomach pains
And only when I'm alone in the room, finally taking off the bra
Forty degrees in the shade, but you don't go out like that
And screw the argument, the other girls are allowed to do it too
First time in love, but I don't bring him home
And if so, then with enough distance in the evening on the couch
I remember, always changing channels or teletext, when
Some people get closer on TV

And I know, you both never meant it badly
But this is just a different time

Sorry, Mom, Dad, I know it used to be different
But you don't go to hell for wearing short dresses
Sorry, Mom, Dad, I understand that you're scared
What people say when I don't have a ring on my hand
And still kiss a guy and you have to lie
I won't bend for everyone else
Sorry, Mom, Dad
Sorry, Mom, Dad

I know it's not easy for you to understand
Because your parents surely told you exactly the same thing
And surely you longed for a little freedom too
That's why you try to take it a little easier with me
But it's stuck in your head and in mine now too
Something in me still turns off the TV

And I know, you both never meant it badly
Hey, this is just a different time

Sorry, Mom, Dad, I know it used to be different
But you don't go to hell for wearing short dresses
Sorry, Mom, Dad, I understand that you're scared
What people say when I don't have a ring on my hand
And still kiss a guy and you have to lie
I won't bend for everyone else
Sorry, Mom, Dad
Sorry, Mom, Dad (yeah)

Sorry, Mom, Dad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, sorry, Mom, Dad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, sorry, Mom, Dad
Sorry, Mom, Dad

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