where do i start?noh give me hope and a second chancento relive the pastnthe good times are up i moved on too fastni back down, i thought with my headni shouldn't whip my heartnni back down, distracted in my bed by the streetlamp through the glassnnwhatever it was, was nicenbut now it's just alrightnregretting the compromiseni made to set asidenwhatever it was, which was nicenbut now it's just alrightnregretting the compromisenand now these tiny bed bugs bitenand now these tiny bed bugs bitennsee we all been there beforeni always had to do things my own waynconvince myself i am borednand then i get stubborn as they saynni back down, fun away from my fearsnand now i pay the priceni back down, now choke on my tearsnand cryings worse beyond the reason whynnwhatever it was, was nicenbut now it's just alrightnregretting the compromiseni made to set asidenwhatever it was, which was nicenbut now it's just alrightnregretting the compromisenand now these tiny bed bugs bitenand now these tiny bed bugs bitenand now these tiny bed bugs bitenand now these tiny bed bugs bite