Reading over some old lines
So many things left unsaid.
When I told you that you should walk away
I failed to mention I’d rather be dead.
When I told you not to come to me
I was really just angry that day.
Today I regret the words
Wish like hell I would have told you to stay.
The things anger does to me
Everything I’ve lost to it.
Regret the things I said to you
In an angry fit.
When you said you knew me
I guess you must have been wrong
You would have understood the pain
You would have heard my song.
I know what I should have said
Looking back on us two.
When you shouted “What does that mean?”
I should have said “I love you.”