Il testo della Regrets

Ben Folds

I thought about sitting on the floor in second grade
I couldn't keep the pace
I thought i was the only one moving in slow motion
While the other kids knew something i did not
But if i acted like a clown
I thought it would get me through, it did
But that don't work no more
You're not a kid no more
I thought i'd do some travelling
Never did

Regrets, regrets

I thought about the hours wasted
Watching tv, drinking beer
I thought about the things i thought about
Until immobilized with fear
And all the great ideas i had
And how we just made fun
Of those who had the guts to try and fail
And then i ended up in jail

Regrets, regrets

But just for a day
Seems the police had made a computer mistake
Said there must be thousands like me with the
Same name
Anyway, i thought about the things i settled for
Or never tried
I never visited my grandma even once
When she was sick before she died
So i don't blame you if you never come to see me
Here again

Regrets, regrets