Fruits of vine

I'm raisin' my regret Don't know how I let it grow Shoulda buried it I know But it's a family heirloom And it's better to regret something you did Than something you didn't do You know I keep my regrets alphabetized And I like them categorized But they always make a mess So I'm raisin' my regret Ooh I know the dirt was poisoned But I was too polite to spit it out And I know that you got problems But I'd like to hear you whisper them now Now Now You know I keep my regrets alphabetized And I like them categorized But they always make a mess So I'm raisin' my regret You don't know What it's like to hold it close For a year or more 'Til it rots and it bursts And it's black as the dirt You know I keep my regrets alphabetized And I like them categorized But they always make a mess So I'm raisin' my regret I'm raisin' my regret Don't know how I let it grow Shoulda buried it I know But it's a family heirloom And it's better to regret something you did Than something you didn't do