You finger tips
Your touch
Every little movement
Regret
Your eyes so wild
Your voice
A muses song
Regret

You capture me
Sweeping paint
Over a canvas
Regret
You frighten me
Your red lipstick
And your purple eyes
Regret
I never meant to hurt you

Oh no...
I never meant to cut you
Your darker side has left me
Oh no...
He coming out of mushroom cakes
Your glass cheeks
And bitter tongue
Still sweet
Regret
I never meant to hurt you

Oh no...
I never meant to cut you
Your darker side has left me
Oh no...
He coming out of mushroom cakes
I never meant to hurt you

Oh no...
I never meant to cut you
Your darker side has left me
Oh no...
He coming out of mushroom cakes