Next Time - Barenaked Ladies

You can always get it right next time, next time

You can always get it right next time

You can always get it right next time, next time

You can always get it right next time

You can count on me to mess it up

You can count on me to let you down again

And in time you’ll see that I’m your only friend

Comfort in community obliterated

Given opportunity, I hesitated

Even my humility’s humiliated

Next time, next time

When you die they make a list

Of every love you never kissed

Of each regret and each mistake

Every choice you fail to make

Oh well, oh well, oh well

It’s a shame I have to wait until the ending

Everything I’ve yet to break is surely bending

Every vow I ever take is just pretending

That this mess I make is worth defending