My Regards

Album: Florescence (2026)
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  • Girl gone reckless, this love's got me possessive
    Like if you lay a hand on him, we're both getting arrested
    'Scuse me, sorry, his kisses make me cocky
    Call me Kevin Costner the way I'm guarding his body

    I really sympathize, I do, I do
    If I saw him in this light, I'd want him too
    But the problem is he's mine and it's headline news
    He took me off the market and I took him to the moon

    God bless all of those other eyes
    They can look, but they can't ever touch
    Now I'm sewing his name in my 509s
    And he's skipping my heart, Double Dutch
    Tell the rest of the world that he's with me
    The only air that he'll breathe's my perfume
    Send the boys and the girls of the city
    Best of luck, my regards from his bedroom

    Ride or die, I said it and I meant it
    If he jumps, I'm jumping, no coming back for our senses
    His hand in mine, his initials in my necklace
    Any man or woman who wants him I'll have for breakfast

    I really sympathize, I do, I do
    If I saw him in this light, I'd want him too
    But the problem is he's mine and I am his
    He took me off the market so I took him to the Ritz

    God bless all of those other eyes
    They can look, but they can't ever touch
    Now I'm sewing his name in my 509s
    And he's skipping my heart, Double Dutch
    Tell the rest of the world that he's with me
    The only air that he'll breathe's my perfume
    Send the boys and the girls of the city
    Best of luck, my regards from his bedroom

    From his bedroom (from his bedroom)
    From his bedroom (from his bedroom)
    And my address is his mattress in his bedroom
    From these white sheets (these white sheets)
    I got the best view (got the best view)
    Everybody's calling me, but my phone don't work in his, don't work in his

    God bless all of those other eyes (eyes)
    They can look, but they can't ever touch
    Now I'm sewing his name in my 509s (509s)
    And he's skipping my heart, Double Dutch
    Tell the rest of the world that he's with me
    The only air that he'll breathe's my perfume
    Send the boys and the girls of the city
    Best of luck, my regards from his bedroom

    From his bedroom, from his bedroom
    Everybody's calling me, but my phone don't work in his, don't work in his Writer/s: Maisie Hannah Peters, Nick Lobel
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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