Je Regrette Rien

[Verse 1]
Your hair cut short, your thrift store clothes
You find new ways to make me choke
The midnight [?], the windshield [?]

[Chorus]
Your [?] friends are gone (You're so damn [?])
By now your days are long (I can help you get to...)

[Verse 2]
We were to suffer much, if I confess
I read your books, I tore your dress
Is that too much for me to digest?

[Chorus]
Your [?] friends are gone (You're so damn [?])
By now your days are long (I can help you get to...)

Your [?] friends are gone (You're so damn [?])
By now your days are long (I can help you get to...)