It's not easy to get at your mind
You dig a hole in the bed and that's where you stay
I'm alone and I'm burning slowly
I don't regret a thing
I loved something once, but it turned into something I don't recognize
I loved something once, but it burned while I held it in my hand
No matter how hard I try, you'll pull me back down again
You'll betray me without any sense or shame
You'll betray me and I'll burn for your memory again
I'll burn for your memory; I'll burn for your shame; then I'll take myself
in my own hands
Then I'll break myself down with my own hands
I don't regret a thing