Nothing more to regret, nothing more to say
Nothing more to fret about, nothing but grey
And I just don't know why I spend days and nights
Hanging around in this stupid crowd when I should be with you
Nothing more stands still, nothing more but why
Running up that hill, trying to get high, trying to get high
And I just don't know why I spend days and nights
Hanging around in this stupid crowd when I should be with you
Nothing more to regret, nothing more to say
Nothing more to fret about, nothing but grey
And I just don't know why I spend days and nights
Hanging around in this stupid crowd when I should be with you
And I just don't know why I spend all my time
Hanging around in this stupid crowd when I should be with you