i regret that i was blind
that i couldn't see past the drugs and the sickness
that you still loved me
that you still cared
that you still wanted to be around
and here i sit
aware now where i was once blind
but its too late
and i cant change time
or change the fact that we had
one last fight
i told the doc that i didn't regret
but i never admitted that i admittedly gave up
you
i just wanted to be happy and live
with the love of someone else
but that wasn't good enough
because all i really wanted was you
so now I'm filled with regret
for not having taken you out to dinner
for not telling you i still loved you
for not telling you why i broke up
for not asking you what i should have been able to see