I looked up at the ceiling as I draft my "I'm so sorry" text
Don't regret the choice I chose but do regret the mess I made
I see you hurt, I wish I could just hold you tight and close
Don't need long, just wanna say, "I love you and miss you the most"
Oh, I know myself, my skin
Rolling stones don't crawl back in
Daddy's faults fell down on me
Break that curse for sweet relief
Little of heaven, little unpleasant (ooh, ah)
I don't know (ooh, ah)
Little of pleasure, little depression (ooh, ah)
I don't know (ooh, ah)