I still walk and I still breathe
I'm not the man that I could be
There was a hole here in my chest
Now it's filled up with these regrets
Is the ending written down
Before we even read the play?
And is the ending hidden there
Until we turn the final page?
If I'd learned my lesson sooner
If I'd sorted out my head
Then I would still be with you
And I would not have one regret
I would not have one regret
I still walk, I still breathe
I'm not the man I could be
The hole here in my chest
Is filled with all of these regrets
I still walk, I still breathe
I'm not the man I could be
The hole here in my chest
Is filled with all of these regrets
What kind of sad yesterdays
Will all of our tomorrows bring?
Will they be the yesterdays
We won't regret remembering?
If I'd learned my lesson sooner
If I'd sorted out my head
Then I would still be with you
And I would not have one regret
I would not have one regret
I still walk, I still breathe
I'm not the man I could be
The hole here in my chest
Is filled with all of these regrets
I still walk, I still breathe
I'm not the man I could be
The hole here in my chest
Is filled with all of these regrets
I still walk, I still breathe
I'm not the man I could be
The hole here in my chest
Is filled with all of these regrets
I still walk, I still breathe
I'm not the man I could be
The hole here in my chest
Is filled with all of these regrets