Your My Number One Regret

If I could make a list Of my mistakes and my regrets I'd put your name on top And every line after it Because every inch of hope Becomes a world of shame I've had to walk through Each and every day And if I screamed that you were wrong At the top of my lungs It would never return All the faith that I have lost Because there is nothing left to say That has not been said If I shouted, you wouldn't listen I'd doubt that it would even sink in If you forget how to feel Put your hand to your chest Is there a heart beating? Or is there just emptiness?