History - Regina Song
Lyrics by：Regina Song
Composed by：Regina Song
Produced by：Ian Lee/Alicia DC/Low Tse Han/isaacprease/Regina Song
I guess it didn't really happen
Happen
Think you were moving in slow motion
Motion
And just like once before you lean beside the door
While I'm just staring at the floor
Oh why does history still haunt me?
Haunt me
Am I not finished with my story?
Story
But he just radiates my kind of frequency
For sure the next guy that will leave
With your blue grey tie-dye shirt
And the red choppy words
And your black round glasses fit you too well
It's the smell of the subway
And the blue chilly Monday
I still hear my thoughts my words my cries decay
Then I stop and slowly see her talking to you
Her laughing with you
Lipstick imbued
Into the picture that you drew
Of her long purple hair
And her black satin dress
And before I even think to confess
I guess it didn't really happen
Happen
Think you were moving in slow motion
Motion
And just like once before you lean beside the door
While I'm just staring at the floor
Oh why does history still haunt me?
Haunt me
Am I not finished with my story?
Story
But he just radiates my kind of frequency
For sure the next guy that will leave me hanging
Me writing the same old lyrics
Stop me please
On the count of three
But I can't stop looking back at you
Looking back looking back looking back yeah
Looking back looking back looking back yeah
Looking back looking back looking back at you you
Looking back looking back looking back yeah
Looking back looking back looking back yeah
Looking back looking back looking back at you you
