I'm so bent all out of shape

Baby can you set me straight

Set me back up on the square

I hope it's not too late

We had a quarrel, a lover's spat

Now I'm wondering

Where my mind was at

Let's set this thing right

Before the night is through

Every now and then

I feel this way

I cried the whole night long

Every now and then

I call your name

I'm sorry, I'm sorry

I'm not ashamed

Tell me now

Don't hesitate

I'm so bent all out of shape

If you still care

Set this straight

I hope it's not too late