Texty: Erasure. Union Street. How Many Times.

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Love leave me alone, I've got troubles of my own
I do believe that I have paid the price
For all the things I've said and done
Every little thing that seemed to go wrong

How many times will I regret the chances taken?
Why do I end up always the one who is mistaken?

Love leave me to sleep, let me wallow in my dreams
See the icy past fade away
The dawning of a brand new day
The echoes of the past that still remind me

How many times will I regret the chances taken?
Why do I end up always the one who is mistaken?

How many times will I regret the chances taken?
Why do I end up always the one who is mistaken?

How many times will I regret the chances taken?
Why do I end up always the one who is mistaken?