Who's Regret?
The best times we had were in my head
The best times you had were in my bed
But not with me because I wouldn't give in
I was intent on staying a virgin
you weren't content and you said it again
which is why,in my bed, you fucked my best friend
and now ,she and I, we never so speak
All because you had to go and dress like a sheep
when actually wolves clothing is what you wore
and now my friend feels like a whore
you had the nerve the next night to buy her dinner
said it was a mistake that you had put yourself in her
she cried because she thought your words were sincere
you know, the ones you said on my bed, whispering in her ear?
well, they were a lie, like the ones you told me
but unlike my friend, I am finally free
free of you and your lies, I can finally despise
But day and night she just cries, there's no drying her eyes
I hoped to talk with her again make her understand
That our friendship was worth so much more then you, man...