I try to be tough as I knew I'm facing you.
Almost 2 years ago as I knew it would be hard.
We're like on and off and on and off.
It's fun in your own way.
It's hurt in my own way.
I should not let it. But it keeps flowing.
I should not face it. But it keeps showing.
And today, when it fades, it is off,
you turn it on. And you know what?
That's rude.
I try to be tough as I thought we better this way.
I am not interest being one of them.
Sink into your music and think:
'I'm right for you'
'I'm the one who make you ...'
'I'm only and nobody could get damn of it'
Because all I want is, if your last request is me,
wait for you at the end of the altar.
