Threshold of Regret
On the edge of self-betrayal, she took a dive and told him, "You don't understand,"
Then she cut him into pieces with one word
It was a pointed, rusted nail, a word used like a scalpel in some careless hands
She told him, "This is less than you deserve."
And, all along, a child is watching from the wings, listening to mum and dad saying careless things that they don't mean for him to hear... but he'll remember them for years
After all that he could take, he slammed the door so hard it made the window crack and then he stepped across the threshold of regret
Was it always his mistakes?
He started up the engine of his Pontiac and headed for the highway to forget
And, all along, a child is watching from the wings, listening to mum and dad saying careless things that they don't mean for him to hear... but he'll remember them for years
Yeah
On the threshold of regret, coming home to the memories of the bad and good, looking through the broken piece of glass
Will he remember or forget?
He pulls apart the window with a piece of wood
He repairs the broken glass: a twenty-year reminder of his childhood
Every generation is watching from the wings, listening to mum and dad saying careless things that they don't mean for them to hear... but they'll remember them for years
Every generation is watching from the wings, listening to their mum and dad saying careless things that they don't mean for them to hear... but they'll remember them for years
Hey
Then she cut him into pieces with one word
It was a pointed, rusted nail, a word used like a scalpel in some careless hands
She told him, "This is less than you deserve."
And, all along, a child is watching from the wings, listening to mum and dad saying careless things that they don't mean for him to hear... but he'll remember them for years
After all that he could take, he slammed the door so hard it made the window crack and then he stepped across the threshold of regret
Was it always his mistakes?
He started up the engine of his Pontiac and headed for the highway to forget
And, all along, a child is watching from the wings, listening to mum and dad saying careless things that they don't mean for him to hear... but he'll remember them for years
Yeah
On the threshold of regret, coming home to the memories of the bad and good, looking through the broken piece of glass
Will he remember or forget?
He pulls apart the window with a piece of wood
He repairs the broken glass: a twenty-year reminder of his childhood
Every generation is watching from the wings, listening to mum and dad saying careless things that they don't mean for them to hear... but they'll remember them for years
Every generation is watching from the wings, listening to their mum and dad saying careless things that they don't mean for them to hear... but they'll remember them for years
Hey
Credits
Writer(s): Phil Madeira, Kenny Marks
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