Remorse - Sarah Blasko

There is a wailing girl at your feet

Tears overflowing, burnt like the rest

Don’t waste your time;

she’s a weapon tonight

With no direction, bound to start a fight

Her love is only wasted on remorse

True or two-timing faker

Her only choice

There’s a relation, but they are not the same

She is fire, him embers — one cannot put the other one out

New, worn or discarded are we all not the same?

Funny how it happened now there’s nowhere to put the blame

Their love is only wasted on remorse

True for two diamond fakers

They’ve only choice

Speeches to learn

Secrets to burn

Fate is a debt

Silence is overspent

Their love is only wasted on remorse

True or two-timing fakers

They’ve only choice

Their love is only wasted