Regret کے بول

You finger tips your touch every little movement regret Your eyes so wild your voice a muses song regret you capture me sweeping paint over a canvas regret you frighten me your red lipstick and your purple eyes regret I never meant to hurt you oh no... I never meant to cut you your darker side has left me oh no... He coming out of mushroom cakes Your glass cheeks and bitter tongue still sweet regret I never meant to hurt you oh no... I never meant to cut you your darker side has left me oh no... He coming out of mushroom cakes I never meant to hurt you oh no... I never meant to cut you your darker side has left me oh no... He coming out of mushroom cakes