I tried to forbid myself from thinking about you
But how could I give up what I want most
Our relationship did not work out one time and it will never do
I should hate you for all the things you did
Ah, my love... the thought of it makes me so angry
Refrain
Early hours in the morning, loneliness, I guess, someone is coming
It's hallucination, I look around, I can't see a soul
The more I try to hate you
The more I grow fond of you
As they say, loving means suffering and this will never change
I need something to drink so as to finish breaking my heart
I guess I was born to love you
And to get hurt, and to get hurt