I had a friend who was old fashioned
He said "Son, the fight is my passion"
Now he sings, "I coulda' done better"
Now he sings, "I coulda' done better"
He goes off to fight his own war now
When he came on home he was different
Wondering, "I coulda' done better"
Wondering, "I coulda' done better"
Coulda' done better, coulda' done better Coulda' done better
After all, we all fall
We coulda' done better, coulda' done better
Coulda' done better, coulda' done better
Still I know, I know the truth
I know that, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter still it don't matter, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter
I tell and tell everyone I know
That it ain't about the things I got
Then I sing, still it don't matter
Now I sing, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter, still it don't matter Still it don't matter
After all, we all fall
We coulda' done better, coulda' done better
Coulda' done better, coulda' done better
Still I know, I know the truth
I know that, still it don't matter, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter
Now the poison of this perfection
Second guessing, put to death these thoughts
Cause still it don't matter, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter, still it don't matter
After all, we all fall
We coulda' done better, coulda' done better
Coulda' done better, coulda' done better
Still I know, I know the truth
I know that, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter Still it don't matter, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter, still it don't matter
Still it don't matter
I had a friend who was old fashion
He said "Son, the fight is my passion" Now he sings
Now he sings