Regret And Flattery Poem by King Midas

Your only regret was not falling in love,
Not falling in love with me
Every word I've ever meant
You just took as flattery

I guess our regrets are similar
I would have given my all
I'm sorry I couldn't measure up
Your pedestal's just too tall

I regret spending all these nights
Praying that you'd just call
I guess that's too much to ask
I'm glad you could catch me before I could fall

I regret smelling every card you ever sent
A different high, a different sense
I regret longing for the taste of your lips
And wanting to put my arms around you hips

I regret our dear little boy Mitch
He's like a flea, a perpetual itch
It must be nice to be so rich
It must be grand to be your bitch

But don't worry about me,
Well I guess you never have
I was there anytime you needed me
But where were you when I was sad

I guess you were just too busy
With our dear friend Matt
Put on the backburner once again
Who could imagine that?

I know I'm a little bitter
A little angry, as you can probably tell
I once had so many dreams
But you loved me so much it made me unwell

This is for all the times you've let me down
For every second you were without me in town
For every I love you, down to every last frown
I lost my wings and I hit the ground

When I say you're beautiful
I hope you're flattered
I'll always mean it
Although it hardly matters

So regret all you want
Just don't think about me
That won't be too hard
My little flame of Sicily