| I didn’t say I love you,
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| The words just wouldn’t come
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| I didn’t tell you baby that you’re the only one
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| Will I regret forever, I hope that isn’t true,
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| The things I didn’t do
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| I hardly understand the things I’ve done
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| I used to be so thoughtless all the time
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| I can’t explain the man that I once was
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| I’m sorry for the things that made you cry
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| And I know all of my excuses are nothing more
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| Than staggering beggars
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| Who come crawling back to you
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| I didn’t hold you in my arms, every day
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| I didn’t kiss your lips and promised
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| That I would always stay
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| Will I regret forever, I pray that isn’t true,
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| The things I didn’t do
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| I hardly understand the things I’ve done…
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| I’ll walk your dog, I’ll stroke your cat
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| I won’t forget the date we met
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| I’ll clean your shoes, I’ll wash your dishes
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| I’ll keep off the booze, I’ll feed all your fishes
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| I’ll clean the floor, I’ll be your slave
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| And I’ll put flowers on your grave
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| He’ll put flowers on her grave |