Verse 1
I should’ve known by date number one,
You called your ex “completely insane.”
Said you were “always the victim,”
Funny how they all sound the same.
You love-bombed me on Monday,
Ghosted me by Friday night.
Came back with a sad excuse,
Acting like it felt alright.
My friends all said, “Don’t do it.”
I said, “You don’t understand.”
Turns out they understood it
Better than I ever can.
Pre-Chorus
I’ve got a type, unfortunately.
Walking warning signs in nice cologne.
If bad decisions had a dating app,
I’d probably feel at home.
Chorus
I’m a red flag collector,
I’ve seen them all before.
Emotionally unavailable?
I’ve got three of those and more.
Commitment issues, mixed signals,
Egos bigger than the sun.
I keep saying, “Never again…”
Then somehow date another one.
Maybe Cupid needs glasses.
Maybe fate’s got awful taste.
Or maybe I keep ignoring
Every warning in my face.
Verse 2
One said he “wasn’t into labels,”
One disappeared for weeks.
One said, “I’m just bad at texting.”
Translation? “Expect the least.”
Another swore he’d changed completely,
New haircut, same old lies.
Turns out putting on a hoodie
Doesn’t count as a new disguise.
I kept collecting stories
Like trophies on a shelf.
Then I stopped and caught my reflection…
And laughed at myself.
Pre-Chorus
’Cause while I was busy judging
Every flag that I could see…
I never checked the ones
Attached to me.
Chorus
I’m a red flag collector,
But here’s the plot twist now.
I’ve cancelled plans last minute,
Left people wondering how.
I’ve pushed away the good ones,
Built walls a little high.
Pretended I was “doing fine”
Instead of saying why.
Turns out I’m not perfect.
Turns out that’s okay.
The first step to a green flag
Is changing every day.
Bridge
So here’s to messy people
Trying hard to grow.
Learning love’s not finding perfect,
It’s owning what you know.
No more collecting heartbreak,
No more blaming fate.
Maybe healthy love begins
When you stop repeating yesterday.
Final Chorus
I’m a recovering collector,
Retiring from the game.
No more chasing pretty problems
With a different name.
If love comes with red flags,
I’ll finally read the sign.
Because the best relationship
Starts by fixing mine.
Outro
Turns out the biggest red flag…
…was pretending I didn’t have any.
Rin
