Regrets

I'm tired and uninspired
And wondering what I'd do
If I came home knowing I was
Alone as one not two
Oh it's three in the morning
And before I forget
I'll take a piece of paper
And tally my regrets

If all my regrets end up on the internet
And every time that I cry is televised
Would you still want my name in your phone
If all my regrets end up on the internet
And every time that I lie comes to light
Would you still call my name when you're home
Would you still call my name when you're home

If you die tonight
Would I be happy with your last text, last sex
The last time I was struck in the middle of the night
'Cause you wrestle in your sleep as your eyes stay tight
If I die tonight
Would you be happy with my last text, last sex
As my eyes become a memory
And my smile becomes a melody you used to sing

If all my regrets end up on the internet
And every time that I cry is televised
Would you still want my name in your phone
If all my regrets end up on the internet
And every time that I lie comes to light
Would you still call my name when you're home
Would you still call my name when you're home

If all my regrets end up on the internet
And every time that I cry is televised
Would you still want my name in your phone
If all my regrets end up on the internet
And every time that I lie comes to light
Would you still want my name in your phone
Would you still want my name in your phone