There are those who wear regrets Like some kind of badge So proud of what we all have But I don't cry about the could'ves Worry bout the would'ves And I sure don't give a shit about the should'ves So you think you've had it tough Had it tougher than the rest of us You just couldn't take it when it got too much Should've known then you would end up Just like every other coulda been a contender Telling Boring stories how you'd rather remember Once you get that rhythm right Baby it's hard to say good night Once you get that rhythm right Who's asking? I suppose it's never enough You get what you want, then you want what was But I'd rather worry about my existential crisis Laying ona beach where the sun sets the nicest Once you get that rhythm right Baby it's hard to say good night Once you get that rhythm right It's hard to live another life Who's asking? Pushed aside, but he didn't fight back It's your life, shouldn't treat it like that