if you think that you'll regret it, go on, you best forget it
Over time it will eat you alive
If you can't see it clearly and lose what you hold dearly
No matter how hard you may strive
Now you're waiting for the angels to arrive
And as you try to act wisely, you end up precisely
Where you never had wanted to tread
And though you try to tread lightly, you go to bed nightly
With a woman who castigates your head
And is hopin maybe soon you'll wake up dead
Yes she's hopin maybe soon you'll wake up dead
