Sorrow's Forecast

Oh, I Coulda Done Something
Gone the Extra Mile
Take the Next Step
Instead of Looking At Regrets
I Coulda Been Famous
I Coulda Been Rich
I Coulda Kissed the Right Ass
Made It in the Press

Am I Losing My Touch, Does It Matter So Much?
Am I Losing My Grip, Am I Starting to Slip?

Yeah, I Coulda Made the Right Moves
Been a Smooth Pop Singer
Made My Mother Proud
If She Could See Me Now
Coulda Made the Right Contacts
Shook the Right Hands
Made the >>in<< Parties
Played in Soft Rock Bands

Yeah, I Coulda Learned to Play the Games
I Coulda Got Down On My Knees
I Coulda Had a Stage Name
Coulda Learned to Say Please
I Coulda Jumped On the Wagon
God Knows I Had the Chance
I Coulda Sold My Soul
Just to Get It in Advance