ROBERT [speaking]: Harry, you ever sorry you got married?
HARRY: You're always sorry, You're always grateful, You're always wondering What might have been-- Then she walks in.
And still you're sorry, And still you're grateful, And still you wonder And still you doubt-- And she goes out.
Everything's different, nothing's changed. Only maybe slightly rearranged.
You're sorry-grateful, Regretful-happy. Why look for answers When none occur? You always are what you always were, Which has nothing to do with, all to do with her.
DAVID: You're always sorry, You're always grateful, You hold her, thinking: "I'm not alone." You're still alone.
You don't live for her, You do live with her, You're scared she's starting To drift away, And scared she'll stay.
LARRY: Good things get better, bad get worse. Wait, I think I meant that in reverse.
HARRY, DAVID, LARRY: You're sorry-grateful, Regretful-happy. Why look for answers When none occur? You'll always be what you always were, Which has nothing to do with, all to do with her.
HARRY: You'll always be what you always were, Which has nothing to do with, all to do with her. Nothing to do with, all to do with her.