[Verse 1 – Soft, reflective, almost spoken] I never had a “one who got away,” No fairytale heartbreak, no midnight chase. I had the boy I kept tryin’ so damn hard to fix, Patchin’ up his pieces while he kept breakin’ quick. I had the one I outgrew, yeah, I climbed too fast, Left him in the shadows of the version of me that passed. [Pre-Chorus – Warmer, stronger] And maybe I stayed longer than I should’ve stayed, Givin’ all my love to men who didn’t give the same. But every time I look back now, it’s clear as day… [Chorus – Full voice, confident, emotional] ’Cause women don’t regret leavin’— We regret the times we stayed. All the nights we killed our feelin’s, Hopin’ they would finally change. We regret the intuition We kept buryin’ alive, Tryin’ to love someone who wasn’t ready For a woman with a fire inside. [Verse 2 – Smooth, deeper tone] And then there was the one I finally walked away from, Took every shattered promise and I turned it into freedom. He said I’d miss him someday—no, baby, not even close, I just miss the girl I was before I took on all your ghosts. [Pre-Chorus – Rising again] I gave too many second chances, too much heart, But I learned to trust myself again once we fell apart. Now when I look back on it, I know where to start… [Chorus – Stronger, bigger] ’Cause women don’t regret leavin’— We regret the times we stayed. All the nights we dimmed our light Just to keep somebody safe. We regret the intuition We kept buryin’ alive, Tryin’ to love someone who wasn’t ready For the way we burn and rise. [Bridge – Soft, raw, truth-telling] I don’t miss the boys I broke myself to keep, I miss the version of me I let fall asleep. Now she’s wide awake, she’s a wildfire in the breeze— And I’m done apologizin’ for the woman I came to be. [Final Chorus – Triumphant, liberating] No, women don’t regret leavin’— We regret the way we tried To fix what wasn’t ours to fix, To bleed for someone else’s pride. But now my intuition’s screamin’, And I finally let it guide— I’ll never love someone who isn’t ready For a woman with a fire inside. [Outro – Gentle, satisfied] I never had a “one who got away”… Just the ones I left behind.

The Ones I Left Behind