Regretted Memories

walk down this aisle alone

if not for you I'd own my soul

gave it up with such little care

you were the lungs for my air

I never knew what made you tick

never knew it would end like this

how could you expect me to pick

what was it that I missed

how the hell did you get so sick

of me....oh of me

fast forward a year or two

maybe three 

is where you'll end it with me

feeling dread, eased the guilt

you were the knife and I was the wrist

I never knew what made you tick

never knew it would end like this

how could you expect me to pick

what was it that I had missed

how the hell did you get so sick

standing all alone

in this hell that you call home

feeling of bliss, won't reminisce 

of all these times, 

these times with you are done.