Regrets کے بول

I haven't got a car You haven't got an opinion I don't have no regrets, baby All the words that you'll say someday There were no whores in my bed, maybe (chorus) But now the leaves are convalescing The sun is warming the baby seed Through my mind i am quietly regressing I've got everything that i need I haven't got no friends Shit is a better companion For your losses i grieve, baby Still you better believe someday There is no hope to retrieve, maybe (chorus)