this choice i made, it's haunting me

like a ghost breathing over my shoulder

there's no escape, it's always there

every day that i'm getting older

Did i do what's right, or was it all wrong

and will i ever even really know?

should i come clean and tell everyone

or should i shut up and go with the flow

i wish i could say i don't have secrets

but i do

i wish i could say i don't have regrets

but there's you...

So now i'm laying in this bed and you're not here...

but i still hear your voice like you're somewhere near...

and when i close my eyes all i see is your face...

i'll squeeze my pillow tight and hold it just in case...

(it's you under the pillow case)

They say that hindsight is twenty twenty

but I've never been more confused than i am right now

i wanna make everything right again

but i honestly don't even know how

I got caught up in the moment

if i could do it differently i would

you can call it a crime of passion

i just felt so misunderstood

I wish i could say i don't have secrets

but i do

i wish i could say i don't have regrets

but there's you...

So now i'm laying in this bed and you're not here...

but i still hear your voice like you're somewhere near...

and when i close my eyes all i see is your face...

i'll squeeze my pillow tight and hold it just in case...

it's you under the pillow case