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Regret, Regret

Contributed by April90 on Wednesday, 29th October 2008 @ 03:49:08 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



We used to be like Jack and Rose.
"You jump - I jump" - a stupid oath.
But they all failed to figure out
Who had survived and who had drowned.
They all have taken me awry,
They call me she-who-loves-that-guy.
They wait to see how far I'll get,
And I just quit with no regret.

You fall - I fall -
It sounds weird.
I couldn't care less, my dear!
I'll watch you fall and be so glad.
You failed me. Now regret, regret.

Alas, romance is not my style.
I'm somewhat wild, I'm volatile.
I was that girl, but now I've grown
To know I'm better on my own.
You used me, then you found the change,
Like you use condoms. I'll avenge,
Or fate will do, my lovely guy,
And with a scorn I'll pass you by.

You fall - I fall -
It sounds weird.
I couldn't care less, my dear!
I'll watch you fall and be so glad.
You failed me. Now regret, regret.

You used me, then you found the change,
And though I'm wild and volatile,
I can't forget, I will avenge.
Alas, romance is not my style.

You fall - I fall -
It sounds weird.
I couldn't care less, my dear!
I'll watch you fall and be so glad.
You failed me. Now regret, regret.




Copyright © April90 ... [ 2008-10-29 15:49:08]
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Re: Regret, Regret (User Rating: 1 )
by outlawpoet on Wednesday, 29th October 2008 @ 06:15:10 PM AEST
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nice write i like your message here


Re: Regret, Regret (User Rating: 1 )
by Ambivalence on Thursday, 30th October 2008 @ 12:03:55 AM AEST
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much disdain and pain here. dont sell yourself short, u sometimes go thru the wrong ones to get to the rite ones. it happens. hope all mends well. take care




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