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Her Biggest Regret


She said she's sorry that she made him ashamed

To be vulnerable and open

Since she's been living that way

It was imparted on she, so to him she did the same

She never knew that the girl that she wanted to be

Would twist up and clench closed so easily

All she wanted was to rid herself of the pain

Spread the opposite around, give herself endlessly

But oh, when she remembers that boy

He's her biggest regret

 

She said

You opened your soul to me and I ran from it

Said I would never be this way

Just a hypocrite

 

You walk around in your head with your arms held open

Who'd wanna run into those half crossing arms

Once you're awake you always find that your arms are still closing

To everyone and anyone, you haven't touched the heart of anyone

But who can you blame

You treat yourself the same way

It's your game

That you can't even play

Still finding out how to be

the way the way that you see

Yourself in your dreams

in reality

 

If you keep playing those games

When you wake things will stay the same

Better quit or you know you'll regret

 

 

 

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