[Bastille] Hindsight's a wonderful thing We were all experts in the end I don't know where to begin But let's start with the truth 'Cause it gets you in the end Don't tell me you've never done a thing That in honesty, you regret That guilty voice that still rings Blows around in the breeze Through the branches in your hair Still through the leaves The wind keeps blowing, but Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you Ooooh, it's coming for you Ooooh, it's coming for you Hindsight's an unhelpful friend Who's a waiting man at the end He catches you unaware With "I told you so" At the spirit of the stairs Don't tell me you've never done a thing That in honesty, you regret Those bits you'd rather forget Cut them down, cut them down And lay them all to rest Still through those leaves The wind keeps blowing, but Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you Ooooh, it's coming for you Ooooh, it's coming for you Just leave me hanging in breeze if it makes you feel better Still through the leaves the wind keeps blowing I could just turn the other cheek if it makes you feel better Still through the leaves the wind keeps blowing, but Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you Ooooh, it's coming for you Ooooh, it's coming for you Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you Don't leave me hanging I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you