Regrets

It feels like head-on collision Sometimes I wonder Why bitches slow down the vision Thought we will last a bit longer Was just kids making decisions Mistakes we can't take away Something don't feel right I don't feel okay Sometimes I wanna fight But I wouldn't dare If I touch you right now I might go to jail Will I make it out alive So I'm left with regrets It feels like head-on collision Sometimes I wonder Why bitches slow down the vision