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