Teksty: Julia Nunes. Regrets.

Give me a break with this heart ache.
I doubt it will make it through till tomorrow.
It's bogged down with sorrow and guilt and it's built,
On these stilts which wobble 5 feet and 3 inches high.

You ask me why I?m this way and all I can say is,
I?ve gone through my fair share of shit,
And you want all I?ve got, so we'll give it a shot.
I just hope you don't regret it.

I'm unimpressed; think its best if we give it a rest.
I'm so tired. I can't stand for fear I will land on my ass.
Let time pass, this can't last, cause I?m just barely getting by.

You ask me why I?m this way and all I can say is,
I?ve gone through my fair share of shit.
And you want all I?ve got, so we'll give it a shot.
I just hope you don't regret it

Give me a break with this heart ache.
I doubt it will make it through till tomorrow.
It's bogged down with sorrow and guilt and it's built,
On these stilts which wobble 5 feet and 3 inches high.

You ask me why I?m this way and all I can say is,
I?ve got nothing to hide behind.
No excuses to confuse this.
Guess everyone loses but it's better than living a lie.

You ask me why I?m this way and all I can say is,
I?ve gone through my fair share of shit.
And you want all I?ve got, so we'll give it a shot.
I just bet you?ll regret it