I won't give thought to
the places that I've missed
I won't cry a tear for
the women that I've lost
I won't whip myself for
the chances that I've spoiled
What was not done is already dust
what was done is already done
it's already dust
it's already done
I can't do anything
for the friends that I've dissapointed
I have no way to erase
the words that I shouldn't have said
I don't have a clue
about how to heal the feelings that I've hurt
What was not done is already dust
what was done is already done
it's already dust
it's already done
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