I still walk and I still breathe   I'm not the man that I could be   There was a hole here in my chest   Now it's filled up with these regrets      Is the ending written down   Before we even read the play?   And is the ending hidden there   Until we turn the final page?      If I'd learned my lesson sooner   If I'd sorted out my head   Then I would still be with you   And I would not have one regret   I would not have one regret      I still walk, I still breathe   I'm not the man I could be   The hole here in my chest   Is filled with all of these regrets      I still walk, I still breathe   I'm not the man I could be   The hole here in my chest   Is filled with all of these regrets      What kind of sad yesterdays   Will all of our tomorrows bring?   Will they be the yesterdays   We won't regret remembering?      If I'd learned my lesson sooner   If I'd sorted out my head   Then I would still be with you   And I would not have one regret   I would not have one regret      I still walk, I still breathe   I'm not the man I could be   The hole here in my chest   Is filled with all of these regrets      I still walk, I still breathe   I'm not the man I could be   The hole here in my chest   Is filled with all of these regrets      I still walk, I still breathe   I'm not the man I could be   The hole here in my chest   Is filled with all of these regrets      I still walk, I still breathe   I'm not the man I could be   The hole here in my chest   Is filled with all of these regrets