domingo, 21 de octubre de 2012


Please shut up.
Please shut up.
Please shut up.
Please.
“Do you even love me?”
“You’re only good at talking”
“What else do you want?”
“Mind your own business.”
“Again, again, again, again, why?”
“You don’t need to know.”
“I’m hanging up.”
“You’re embarrassing me.”
“Go.”
“You’re always like that.”
“It’s boring.”
“I’m kinda sick of it.”
“I’m tired of it now.”
“You’re crazy.”
“What the hell do you want me to do?”
“Here we go again.”
“It hasn’t changed at all.”
Without realising myself, wrong wrong wrong. I`m sorry.
Though I knew, wrong wrong wrong again.
Words I shouldn’t say if I love you.
When I’m standing before you, wrong wrong wrong. I`m sorry.
Even when I turn away, wrong wrong wrong again.
Looking back, those were the words that made you leave.
No, no, no. Don’t say another word.
Cover my mouth, please.
No, no, no. Don’t say another word.
Cover my mouth, please.
“Have some thoughts.”
“Do whatever you want.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“I can’t be bothered.”
“You’re always like that.”
“What do you know about me?”
“You’re just the same.”
“If you don’t like me… go date someone else.”
“Go away.”
“I’m sick of you.”
“You’re really annoying.”
“Please, let’s stop this.”
“You’re really hard to handle.”
“You’ve got a really bad temper.”
“You don’t know me.”
Without realising myself, wrong wrong wrong. I`m sorry.
Though I knew, wrong wrong wrong again.
Words I shouldn’t say if I love you.
When I’m standing before you, wrong wrong wrong. I`m sorry.
Even when I turn away, wrong wrong wrong again.
Looking back, those were the words that made you leave.
“I’m sorry.”
The words I’m not supposed to say.
“I’m sorry.”
The words I should’ve have said.
“I’m sorry.”
I’m sorry.
The words I can never say again.
Without realising myself, wrong wrong wrong. I`m sorry.
Though I knew, wrong wrong wrong again.
I love you. Thank you so much.
I wanted to say it.
Now, you’re not there to listen.
When I’m standing before you, wrong wrong wrong. I`m sorry.
Even when I turn away, wrong wrong wrong again.
I love you. I really miss you.
I wanted to treat you well.
Now, you’re not there to smile.
I tell myself in the mirror.
No, no, no. No, no, no.
Cover my mouth, please.
I tell myself in my memories.
No, no, no. No, no, no.
Cover my mouth, please.
You’re right.

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