$500 Fine

I get the feeling that I, I, I (I, I, I) I could have made it work out, out, out (I, I, I) If I didn't fuck it up the first time, or the third time If I paid attention to your work hours And was there for your worst hours If I didn't– Fuck it up, ten times out of ten she took the fall We took the long way down, hit the– What's it called? All childish things aside, I'm stuck here feelin' like I get the feeling that I, I, I (I, I, I) I could have made it work out, out, out (I, I, I) If I didn't fuck it up the first time First things first, I'm just lookin' out for my first child Worst comes worst, I'll make it up on a holiday Next December and text you actin' like I just remembered (Oh-oh) Nine times out of the ten times we spent on, oh (Oh) I was walkin' on eggshells, oh (Oh) I was poppin' Naltrexone (Oh) Tryna leave the women in the drugs alone (Oh-oh) I get the feeling that I, I, I (I, I, I) (Oh, oh) I could have made it work out, out, out (I, I, I) (Oh, oh) I get the feeling that I, I, I (I, I, I) (Oh, oh) I could have made it work out, out, out (I, I, I) (Oh, oh)