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