Why do I do this?
My regret is burning like the sun.

I awoke to a cluster of thoughts about last night
the things I do, the things I've done, oh I just might
memories I fight.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, always sorry
always regret, but not the day we met
I drank too much, I talked too much and scared you away
always running, why can't you stay?

Full of questions about this puzzle called life
wonder why I try, wonder why my strife.

Well, I've done it again.
Shouldn't have stopped the battle, but it's not something I can win
before I do it again
tires turning in the sand, same tune, but different band