Saint Anger 'round my neck I'm madly in anger with you! You flush it out, you flush it out He never gets respect Fuck it all and fuckin' no regrets I hit the lights on these dark sets And I need to set my anger free I need a voice to let myself To let

We drive and we disconnect Heaven know Look what you do to me Send my best, no regrets With the wind, I'm gone I guess, I guess Trying to escape from them, from them I guess, I guess, I guess Run, run, running

Hear me now Words I vow No fucking regrets Fuck these chains No god damn slave I will be different I'll stand here defiantly My middle finger raised Fuck your prejudice

There's truth in your lies Doubt in your faith So I, I won't be the one Be the one to leave this And you, you will be alone Alone with all your secrets And regrets

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold 'em, ran them bags before an hour hit So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit Whole lot of ones

Dis-moi tes blessures Je te dirais les miennes Je saurais qui tu aimes De savoir qui nous aime Tu demanderas si je t’aimais Je répondrais peut-être Ce qu’il restera de nos regrets Je dirais l’amour même Si j’en suis l’histoire que tu connais

Don't I look good? Yeah, baby, baby I'ma look good, I'm just talkin' 'bout sex, yeah Ooh, that's why I'm textin' my ex, oh no I'm just talkin' 'bout sex and I'm so ready for regrets I know you remember when way back in December we was in love, yeah I

But don't think I don't think about it Don't think I don't have regrets Don't think it don't get to me Between the work and the hurt and the whiskey Don't think I don't wonder 'bout Could've been, should've been all worked out I know what I felt, and I

Live it up for the weekend Pour it up, have the time of your life Take a shot for the regrets Double up and it's bound to get buck wild Hey ladies, let your hair down We know ain't nobody scared now, hell nah Just do your thing like it's spring break We

This we know Floating in red again A deepened soil Trade not known Showing promise of a perfect land No regrets for a fallen ground The omen passed Woman possessed