Pocket Full Of Bad Men||I've got a pocket full of bad men|Mistakes I made way back when|I was young and dumb||I've got doors I've never opened|For fear my heart be broken|Cause was young and dumb||A heart not given can't be broken|So I've held tight to mine|And what's the use in what might have been|What might have been might have been fine|But I'm out of time||Even though the past might be behind me|So far I can barely|See what I let go||I'm still haunted by the echoes|Your face in every shadow|Oh why did I let go?||