I loved you but we broke up
And no news from you
How beautifull it was, how special it was
Life has no pleasure without you
I could not believe in myself, I have nothing to say to you
To suffer is my choice
I couldn't tell anybody my heartache
My real purpose is you to scratch my name on your heart
(That means, I want to make you remember me always)
Love is good of course, but loving you was a mistake
Don't forget that years has passed and I am no longer the person I used to be
What do you expect from this love?
You are called fickle but your inside has spring
I have loved you but I wish I haven't
You shifty, you shifty