It's only been a year, but it feels like a lifetime here, how's it been for you, does it feel like a lifetime too? What would you do now in light of it all? I don't regret it in spite of it all, if I can't convince you that nobody can, I guess. I've got too much time on my hands, but you don't understand, or you won't understand. Would it make it right? Would it make you last a time? What would it achieve? What should I put up my sleeve? What did you think would come out at all? That we'd quit pretending we doubted it all? You don't make me nervous, hell, nobody does these days. I've got too much time on my hands, but you don't understand, or you won't understand. I've got too much time on my hands, but you don't understand, or you won't understand. Are you ready, are you ready, are you ready for this? Should I shake your hand or should I give you a kiss? Is this everything you always hoped that it would be? We'll see. I've got too much time on my hands, but you don't understand, or you won't understand. I've got too much time on my hands, but you don't understand, or you won't understand.