Once good friends sat with me.
Why do I want to hide now?
I don’t know how to express myself.
There have been too many things bottled up.
Why do I want to hide now?
I don’t know how to express myself.
There have been too many things bottled up.
Friend, in that second, you were my friend.
In the karaoke booth, I remember our little fight.
Only after did I realize that old enemies
Were never truly good friends.
In the karaoke booth, I remember our little fight.
Only after did I realize that old enemies
Were never truly good friends.
Misunderstanding, thinking I’m manipulative.
I don’t know who’s wrong in this.
Explaining only makes it worse,
And swearing only emphasizes the problem.
After the misunderstanding, who hates me?
In the end, we let go and leave.
Only I remain in the guest seat,
Still hoping that someone will claim me.
I don’t know who’s wrong in this.
Explaining only makes it worse,
And swearing only emphasizes the problem.
After the misunderstanding, who hates me?
In the end, we let go and leave.
Only I remain in the guest seat,
Still hoping that someone will claim me.
Now, friends all go against each other.
Calculating and purposefully being strangers.
Fear will lead to fights in the end.
Even conversations have to be thought out first.
Calculating and purposefully being strangers.
Fear will lead to fights in the end.
Even conversations have to be thought out first.
Misunderstanding, thinking I’m manipulative.
I don’t know who’s wrong in this.
Explaining only makes it worse,
And swearing only emphasizes the problem.
After the misunderstanding, who hates me?
In the end, we let go and leave.
Only I remain in the guest seat,
Still hoping that someone will claim me.
I don’t know who’s wrong in this.
Explaining only makes it worse,
And swearing only emphasizes the problem.
After the misunderstanding, who hates me?
In the end, we let go and leave.
Only I remain in the guest seat,
Still hoping that someone will claim me.
I’ve been sad, I’ve borne it, everything is wrong.
Tired? Hate me? What else?
Will a slap towards me be enough for you to let go?
Tired? Hate me? What else?
Will a slap towards me be enough for you to let go?
Misunderstanding, thinking I’m manipulative.
I don’t know who’s wrong in this.
Explaining only makes it worse,
And swearing only emphasizes the problem.
But I don’t care how he hates me,
Or how helpless I am.
I just want to fix the mistakes,
Hoping he’ll see the real me in the end.
I don’t know who’s wrong in this.
Explaining only makes it worse,
And swearing only emphasizes the problem.
But I don’t care how he hates me,
Or how helpless I am.
I just want to fix the mistakes,
Hoping he’ll see the real me in the end.
Friend, in this lifetime, you are my friend.
Remember the promises and our hands clasped tight.
Only today am I mature enough to see
That what we had was enough.
Remember the promises and our hands clasped tight.
Only today am I mature enough to see
That what we had was enough.
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