As I talk to my past life
Slowly I fill with strife
The boy who once would kill
For just one of my kisses thrill
But then when I chose wrong
There was no way he could stay strong
He started chugging the gasoline
And I started to read all that was unseen
He had always treated me right
But I still denied him his fight
The guilt of what I forgot to give
Taunts me with every day I live
So why do I feel so much regret?
Why can I do nothing but fret?
I guess its because he was so innocent
And to me, my missing segment
But its too late now, I have ruined him all
And its my guilt that will never fall
