Chapter Two - Ice Nine Kills

Regret

Every grateful word

From every song youve heard for

You misunderstood

I never meant to make you feel this.

Good things never.

Last night you said

We could spend the night in your bed room

Is all I want in my heads

Spinning like this song out of.

Control is all you have in this relation-

Ship is sinking quick

As your sick blood runs through your veins

You pored my life down the drain

You said

Youre a lush and I bet you want to touch me I regret every memory