Hannibal: With every choice lies the possibility of regret. However, if I choose not to do something, it's usually for a good reason.
Will: I'm... riddled with regrets.
Hannibal: A life without regret would be no life at all.
One of us is crying
One of us is lying
In her lonely bed
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely
One of us is only Waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all.