...and all our sins come back to haunt us in the end   to hang around and tap us on the shoulder   and smile   silent   it's all implied   "you'll die trying to live this down. you might as well forget it."      still, i'm convinced that wondering what if is the worst thing there is      so we bottled and shelved all our regrets   let them ferment and came back to our senses   drove back home and slept a few days   woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be      all these lines fall short of what i had in mind   a failed attempt to capsulize a feeling   so i just try fail and try and try again   someday i swear i'm going to get it      because i'm convinced that giving in is the worst thing there is      we'll get over it   sad, strong, safe and sober   we'll move forward   and know where we went wrong   but "you can't go home again."