terrible night of blurred arguments
young and reckless
my words hurt you like silver bullets
passing through your chest
this is just one of those nights
where I recall the wounded past

you used to call me your angel
yet I took the halo for granted
you told me I was your happiness
yet I turned them into sorrow

two years flew
the same question still lingers around my mind
I really did love you
you made me the happiest, I swear
I never wanted to put you through that pain
but why did I?
I bet you're happy now, with her
I bet you think I moved on

you have no idea
it takes everything in me not to reach you
you have no idea
I regret hurting you
but they say never regret anything
because at one time it was what you wanted
so its probably better off that way

and here I am admitting
that you are my best guilt