I'll feel sorry for losing you because I used to love you,
and I'll be happy for my salvation since you don't love me.
I'll feel sorry for myself because you laughed when I was mumbling,
and I'll be happy that you came back and beg me.
I guess, love has turned into hatred.
I guess that this is its natural form.
I guess, but there is no guess in life.
This is hatred, and it is a tragic moment.
I'll feel sorry for losing you because you were my God
and i''l be happy because you chose the embarassment road.
I'll feel sorry that you laughed and I was in deep sorrow
and I'll be happy that you came back to apoplogise.
I guess, love has turned into hatred.
I guess that this is its natural form.
I guess, but there is no guess in life.
This is hatred, and it is a tragic moment.