Bent Out Of Shape

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