Regret (Fire Island Mix)-New Order

Regret - New Order Maybe Ive forgotten the name and the address Of everyone Ive ever known Its nothing I regret Save it for another day Its the school exam and the kids have run away I would like a place I could call my own Have a conversation on the telephone Wake up every day that would be a start I would not complain of my wounded heart I was upset you see Almost all the time You used to be a stranger Now you are mine I wouldnt even trust you Ive not got much to give Were dealing in the limits And we dont know who with You may think that Im out of hand That Im naive, Ill understand On this occasion, its not true Look at me, Im not you I would like a place I could call my own Have a conversation on the telephone Wake up every day that would be a start I would not complain of my wounded heart I was a short fuse Burning all the time You were a complete stranger Now you are mine I would like a place I could call my own Have a conversation on the telephone Wake up every day that would be a start I would not complain about my wounded heart Just wait till tomorrow I guess thats what they all say Just before they fall apart