كلمات Whose Trophy

I'm sorry that I'm not what you expected (nothing ever works out) Need I ignore you now I can't live facing these regrets I won't live without them How will things turn out? You threw it all away, is that how you see things? I guess we live through different eyes We see through different pasts I won't be what you want me to be Should I try a little less, just to suffer all the more? Is this what you want from me? Are you ashamed of me? Could this hurt anymore? And this may be the most important thing I'll ever say but if it's all the same I'll bide my words and wait for better ones to take their place and this I beg of you please don't think out loud and keep your life to yourself I'm not the one to volunteer to suffocate Nothing ever works out... It never works out Nothing, never