Built a Life on Might-Have-Beens (Iffa, Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda)

(Verse 1) The clock ticks like a guilty verdict Midnight sweats and second guesses Twenty-six years of the same old question: "Was I a coward or just less desperate?" That ponytail swing, left side, third row Psych two oh one, or some shit, I don't know. You turned a page—I held my breath Two decades gone, I'm choking yet (Pre-Chorus) All the things I didn't say Now they echo in my veins Like a debt that compounds daily With no way to break the chain (Chorus) I built a life on might-have-beens Poured the foundation weak Now the walls won't stop the wind And the roof just fucking leaks (Verse 2) Your name's still ash on my tongue No right to mourn what I never won Just some kid too scared to nod While you packed your books, left, forgot (Bridge) Funny how the smallest silence Grows teeth sharp enough to kill One nod, one "hey," one fucking sentence But the moment had its will (Chorus) I built a life on might-have-beens Poured the foundation weak Now the walls won't stop the wind And the roof just fucking leaks (Outro) The clock's still ticking—no pardon coming Just a man and his what-ifs humming In the key of never was In the key of never was... Shit, I'm gonna die alone.