Playing It Back

Can't press stop; every regret hits like a drop.
Riding these rails while my mind rewinds,
Stuck in the loop of what I left behind.
She checked her phone while I ordered drinks; I should've asked what she really thinks.
Instead I filled the space with noise, forgot how to act,
Like I had a choice.
The way she smiled didn't laugh; the way she said she had to go.
I knew right then but stayed too long; now the train just takes me home alone.
Playing it back, frame by frame,
Every mistake has got a name.
Watching myself from outside in,
Knowing I lost before I could begin.
Playing it back,
Can't press stop; every regret hits like a drop.
Riding these rails while my mind rewinds,
Stuck in the loop of what I left behind.