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