The Funny Thing About Regret Three lonely towns with a weekend to spare We left our mark and they buried us there So I took the last case and I walked to the river I recycled our plans so I might be forgiven in time for all our crimes We burned the estates along Willoughsby Row It'll be years before they discover The bottles we borrowed from her old man's cellar If you two fall in love be sure not to tell her Oh don't leak it it's our little secret When you go the army widows will echo your praise When I go this hotel will vanish in memory's haze Did you know that I still dream of you every night all alone Goes to show every little thing might just be alright when we're home I'm not proud of what I've done Boys and girls and you know how it goes Boys and girls and homogenous clothes At eight when the restaurant closed for the night I met her 'round back and told her lies in the moonlight I had to do what was right She and I walked to the end of the pier Her man is untrue and I hated to see her so sad Goddamn that adulterer's whims I reached out my arms and she cheated on him I swear it was only fair When you go the army widows will echo your praise When I go this hotel will vanish in memory's haze Did you know that I still dream of you every night all alone Goes to show every little thing might just be alright when we're home I'm not proud of what I've done And I can't wash it away in the shower There's no way either of us could have known What happens in dark parking lots after hours There's no way either of us could have known It's true I'm ashamed of all that I've done But there is time for rye and regret We had a good run until it ran wrong Dust off the discman it's time for some travelling songs Drive on to where we belong When you go this town will light candles in the shape of your face When I go I'll just be pleased to get out of this place Did you know that I still dream of you every night all alone Goes to show every little thing might just be alright when we're home I'm not proud of what I've done