I Do What I Do

I sit at this table with nine heads
Each one fills me with dread
And each one takes a toll
And each one kills my soul

And one to tell me I'm a sinner
And one to tell me I'm beginner
And one to take me under the table
And one to tell me I am wonderful

I do what I do and I hate to regret
I do what I do and I hate to regret
No one really likes you
And no one really cares

I do what I do and I hate to regret
I do what I do and I hate to regret
No one really likes you
And no one really cares, yeah, alright

I sit at this table for some time
Each head has a little rhyme
Each one makes me empty
And each one's full of plenty

And two to tell me I'll get nowhere
And two to tell me I am everywhere
And one to take me under the table
And one to tell me I am wonderful

I do what I do and I hate to regret
I do what I do and I hate to regret
No one really likes you
And no one really cares

I do what I do and I hate to regret
I do what I do and I hate to regret
No one really likes you
And no one really cares, yeah, alright

I do what I do and I hate to regret
I do what I do and I hate to regret
No one really likes you
And no one really cares, yeah

I do what I do and I hate to regret
I do what I do and I hate to regret
No one really likes you
And no one really cares, yeah, alright