Again I don't feel like doing anything today.
It's all same now, it is either teardrops or a subtle smile.
My mind's chasing after -what does it matter anyways-.
Now it is no longer important who was the one to made the other sad, who was the one to stay and who was the one leave.
I've already cut out all hope in you but
I'm still holding Don't Forget Me flowers in my hands, ah.
Just like as if my soul is being ripped off of my body,
like my face crumbling down to pieces,
like dying for one last look,
that's how I'm missing you.
Like every song I hear is touching my core,
like people could read my pain through my face,
like disappearing a little more everyday,
that's how I'm missing you.
Again I don't feel like doing anything today.
It's all same now, it is either teardrops or a subtle smile.
My mind's chasing after '-what does it matter anyways-.
Now it is no longer important who were the one to made the other sad, who was the one to stay and who was the one leave.
I've already cut out all hope in you but
I'm still holding Don't Forget Me flowers in my hands, ah.
Just like my soul is being ripped off of my body,
like my face crumbling down to pieces,
like dying for one last look,
that's how I'm missing you.
Like every song I hear is touching my core,
like people could read my pain through my face,
like disappearing a little more everyday,
that's how I'm missing you.
that's how I'm missing you