I want to love you but I'm tired as hell
 Can't stop coughing up the damage, damage
 Fell asleep beside the poison well
 And dreamed i fell and fell
 In hindsight
 Every time i thought the stars were lined right
 That only meant the punchline hadn't landed yet
 Turns out that most everybody's working on a future regret
 Picking out their future regrets
 In hindsight
 Every time i thought the stars were lined right
 That only meant the punchline hadn't landed yet
 Turns out that most everybody's working on a future regret
 Damage points
 Add up in your hit detector
 Last resorts
 Collect around your feet until the
 Punchline hits
 Sorry baby everybody's working on a future regret
 Staring down a future regret
 Trying on a future regret