SYNONYMOUS TO REGRET

'You're so courageous...'

'It's a wonder you weren't a Gryffindor...

(a p r e c i o u s l i t t l e Gryffindor)'

'You did the right t h i n g...'

That's what they a l l say

And it k i l l s her

(k i l l s her again and again)

Every time (every fucking t i m e)

She h e a r s it

If o n l y they knew

(if only they k n e w)

Why she'd c h o s e n

C h o s e n to go running

Straight into the arms of those

S t u p i d

Mudblood l o v e r s

But she can't tell them

(can't e v e r tell them)

B e c a u s e then they'd hate her (t o o)

And call h e r a coward

Call h e r pathetic

(pathetic coward)

And she doesn't think she'd be a b l e

To take it if e v e r y o n e shunned her

So she l e t s t h e m

Lets them pat her o n t h e b a c k

And congratulate her

And s a y their m e a n i n g l e s s words

(words from their shit filled mouths)

'It must have been so hard...'

They're right

It was h a r d

But a t t h e same time

They're wrong (so f u c k i n g w r o n g)

(She d o e s n ' t u s u a l l y curse

She's a good girl, h o n e s t, she is)

They don't u n d e r s t a n d t h a t she's weak

That she chose the e a s y w a y

It's true what they say

She r a n a w a y

(From everyone she ever cared about

Everyone who e v e r c a r e d about her)

And she m i s s e s t h e m

The people she left

The people that she betrayed

(Blood traitor, t h a t ' s h e r)

She tried to k e e p u p with them

But it was hard

When everyone else is so perfect

How can she ever hope to c o m p a r e?

Little Andromeda

Little f l a w e d Andromeda

She w a s r u n n i n g the race

But she c o u l d n ' t keep up

(Run, Andromeda, run)

So she ran the other way (r a n a w a y)

Dear Ted, dear darling Ted

He s t a r t e d t a l k i n g to her

Telling her t h o s e s t u p i d lies

(Blah blah blah, mudbloods, blah blah)

So she made herself b e l i e v e t h e m

Believe t h o s e s t u p i d lies

Because it was e a s i e r (so much e a s i e r)

To give it all up (her world, e v e r y t h i n g s h e k n e w)

And replace it with his fantasy world

But it doesn't fit quite right

There are l i t t l e g a p s

And in some places i t ' s o v e r w h e l m i n g

But she t r i e s to make it fit

C u t s off the corners, b e n d s and f o l d s it

Because she can't g o b a c k

She c r o s s e d t h e b r i d g e

And then she b u r n t i t d o w n

So now it's g o n e and she's not a good swimmer

And now she knows (because she learnt it the hard way)

That sometimes t h e e a s y w a y isn't the way to h a p p i n e s s

But what is happiness?

She's c u t and b e n t and f o l d e d that too

To make it fit what s h e ' s f e e l i n g now

(H a p p i n e s s [n.]: a feeling synonymous to regret)