Ever woken up with a pounding headache and a heartache to match? Gnash’s lyrical lament is the anthem for every regret-filled morning after. Our protagonist finds himself in bed, head throbbing, regretting not just last night's liquid courage but also his past actions. He’s haunted by the realization that he might have had his last chance with an ex-lover, and now he's desperately seeking a do-over. Between neighbors' overly enthusiastic morning activities and his own self-inflicted misery, he’s come to terms with being an "asshole" who never got to apologize. This track is a bittersweet cocktail of remorse and longing—served with a side of hangover blues.
