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