Lyrics

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