Incapable of Regret

I am incapable of regret
 I still want what I tried to get
 I've been a warmonger for so long
 I try to admit I'm wrong, but yet
 I am incapable of regret
 I am incapable of restraint
 I have never been called a saint
 I've been a harbinger of a hell
 I did my best to tell you of
 When I feel hatred, it's rather like love
 If you take your hands off the bicycle seat
 You're unable to ride the bike
 You ask yourself, "Is she serious?"
 I say, "Yeah, you bet your life."
 My loathing obscures my pain, my arrogance and disdain
 From one man, life and living souls
 These are the feelings I choose to expose
 I spend a lot of? find someone to fight them with all
 Though I don't have time to, I've got a mind to
 Teach you what love really is, oh
 When you have? under the gun, sir, then you can criticize
 But until then, I'll say it again, you can't see a soul behind my eyes
 I am incapable of regret
 I still want what I tried to get
 I court no popularity
 Nor do I receive any
 I am incapable of regret