[intro] All the things you never said Are like regrets In red [verse 1] I wish you told me the truth Instead of acting like you don’t know me I can’t believe I wasted my youth~ On you I should’ve told you to let me be But no, no I gave in And let you control me [pre chorus] But then You yell at me Breaking dishes I tried to burn that bridge but you were too vicious [chorus] Glass shards Hidden scars All those memories are like regrets In red The blood dripping down my arms The pain blaring like alarms I should’ve left when I had the chance But I wanted you to give me attention The cuts lined my arms like a ballerina in the middle of her dance All I wanted was for your affection But all those memories turned into regrets in red [verse 2] I pack my bags in the middle of the night Saying goodbye a thousand times I get halfway out the door when I decide to stay (regrets in red) When we’re out in the day You treat me like a princess And I become obsessed With you again I knew i should make it end But I maybe I could mend You ill intentions [pre chorus] You yell at me Breaking dishes I tried to burn that bridge but you were too vicious [chorus] Glass shards Hidden scars All those memories are like regrets In red The blood dripping down my arms The pain blaring like alarms I should’ve left when I had the chance But I wanted you to give me attention The cuts lined my arms like a ballerina in the middle of her dance All I wanted was for your affection But all those memories turned into regrets in red [bridge] I got away Just barely But I’m trying to get better now I still can’t look at my arms It reminds me of all the harm And I wish I knew how To make all my pain go away But it stays And it grows every day I still remember it like it was yesterday [pre chorus] You yell at me Breaking dishes I tried to burn that bridge but you were too vicious [chorus] Glass shards Hidden scars All those memories are like regrets In red The blood dripping down my arms The pain blaring like alarms I should’ve left when I had the chance But I wanted you to give me attention The cuts lined my arms like a ballerina in the middle of her dance All I wanted was for your affection But all those memories turned into regrets in red [outro] Regrets in red …
