The First Thing About Regret

C Em F C Em F C Em F C Em F G When nothing else rewards G But the bruise and blame G Now begins the game F With you climbing to hide G In your sophistry G And clever me G Calling oxenfree F Til you get caught at being you. C Em F C You don't even know the first things about regret Em F C I might even forgive you forget the past Am I'm checking my bags F G# I'm thinking I've heard all this before. C Em F C Em F G You've got that look again G Withdrawn and spent G Such a pretty cloak F When you slip into sackcloth G And ashen skin G Your frozen world G Sprawling on a road F C When you get caught at being you C Em F C You don't even know the first thing about regret Em F C I might even forgive you forget about the past Am I'm checking my bags F G# I'm thinking I've heard this all before. C Em F C Em F Am F You'll stay the way you've always been Dm G You beautiful and selfish shit C Am You should have been a pair of pairs Dm Of ragged paws G C N.C. Upon the doghouse floor C Em F C Em F C Em F C Em F G You're climbing up the ropes G But as you know G Climbing into doors F You climb into heartache G Sad but sure G A grab the rope G Calling out the smoke F Cause you don't have any. C Em F C You don't even know the first thing about regret Em F C I might even forgive you forget about the past Am I'm checking my bags F G# A# I'm thinking I've heard this all before. C Em F And you'll never know. C Em F And you'll never know. C Em F And you'lll never know. C Em F C And you'lll never know.