I miss the way I felt when I had no regrets
The way the drugs would feel when they were hard to get
The problem is simple, nostalgia cycle
My mind is in a fight against the time that I have left
Hmm, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, yeah
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh (Woah)
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (Woah)
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh (Ah-ah)
And I feel like I’m livin’ on borrowed time (Ah-ah)
And I feel like I’m livin’ on borrowed time
I miss the way I felt when I had no regrets
Before I lost myself in so much random sex
Sleepin’ with strangers, ignorin’ the dangers
Scribble my past up, I scrubbed these erasers
(Oh-oh) Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, yeah
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh (Woah)
Woah-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (Woah)
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh (Ah-ah)
And I feel like I’m livin’ on borrowed time (Ah-ah)
And I feel like I’m livin’ on borrowed time
And I feel like livin’ on borrowed time
And I feel like livin’ on borrowed time, hmm
My soul is spent
And I’m left with no regrets
I can’t forget
But you wouldn’t understand, you wouldn’t understand
You wouldn’t understand