[Verse 1] I overslept one morning. My alarm was on the floor. I missed the bus I usually took and had to take a different route. My usual brand was sold out. I got the other one. There was a red light up ahead and I was on the wrong side. I stopped somewhere for a cup of tea. I tried a different tea and a scone. Someone sat down beside me. I noticed their perfume. [REFRAIN] Regrets... Are tearing me apart Like flames burning up my heart And I'm burning at the stake for what I haven't done Burning, for the love of someone Regrets... [Verse 2] Someone asked me for directions. They needed to go another block. A busker was playing on the corner. I tossed a coin in his hat. I went to a party. The chairs were borrowed from downstairs. That song was playing somewhere and the host ran out of dip. [REFRAIN] Regrets... Are tearing me apart Like flames burning up my heart And I'm burning at the stake for what I haven't done Burning, for the love of someone Regrets... [Verse 3] The wrong number came on Tuesday. Somebody asked for a name. I said they had the wrong number. They said, “Sorry,” and hung up again. There was a movie ticket in my coat. A letter was still inside a book. The spine cracked when I opened it. A dried rose fell from the pages. A siren sounded at work. We went outside. It was raining. They told us it was nothing and sent us back again. A Polaroid slipped out behind it, white around the edges with age. The writing on the back is blurred. And the photo starts to fade. [REFRAIN] Regrets... Are tearing me apart Like flames burning up my heart And I'm burning at the stake for what I haven't done Burning, for the love of someone Regrets... [Verse 4] An old T-shirt in a drawer. The cotton's gone thin at the seams. A souvenir mug in the sink. I don't remember where it's from. An old address book in a drawer. One number I don't recognize. A yellowing newspaper folded into quarters, crackling with age. An empty hanger in the closet. A picture used to hang above that chair. The wallpaper is faded now. I never liked it anyway. [FINAL REFRAIN] Regrets... Are tearing me apart Like flames burning up my heart And I'm burning at the stake for what I haven't done Burning, for the love of someone The bus. The red light. The tea. The perfume. The party. The song. The wrong number. My usual brand was sold out. I still remember that. [FINAL] Regrets...
