I've worked so hard on things that never seemed to pay off.
But looking back I realize that I never really meant that much.
And I let you down.
It might not be the last time.
I'm sorry, and I know how it feels when my eyes see a loser in the mirror.
I think "what did I do?" sure I f**ed up, but I got back up,
So that loser sh**s out the window
And if I let you down., it might not be the last time.
Cheer up, it will hurt much less tomorrow.
We're all tired of f**ing up and that's not just being sorry.
It means brush the dirt off, get up and try again
When you1re sick of trying, how can you expect to succeed?
I can't recall my first failure, and I'll forget this one too over time
And if I let you down, it might not be the last time.
Cheer up, it will hurt much less tomorrow.
We're all tired of f**ing up and that's not just being sorry.
It means brush the dirt off, get up and try again