Squander

If I were a betting man
Maybe I'd understand
All the chances I have lost
Been a little give and take
Mostly for the children's sake
But it all comes at a cost

Over these past few years
Through the shouts and tears
Don't think I haven't wondered
Why I'm the way I am
How I can be a better man
Get back some things I've squandered

I know I'm not a special case
Just a runner in the human race
Trying to stay on track
Got too busy for the little things
And the simple joy they bring
Those chances don't come back

Over these past few years
Through the shouts and tears
Don't think I haven't wondered
Why I'm the way I am
How I can be a better man
Get back this life I've squandered