I met her at a tattoo convention

She had ink all over her body

I was drawn to her red hair

And I couldn't help but be drawn in

She was everything I ever wanted

But I knew, I knew she wasn't mine

So I walked away, I walked away

And left her with the pain of my goodbye

Now every time

I see her picture Inside my head,

It's like she's right there with me

I wish that I could take back what I've done

But it's too late now and all that's left is regret