My sky is grey,
my heart is blue
Touching your heart,
it's transparent
You're without a care in the world,
but I'm helpless
My heartache is actually
making you happy.
I don't really want to cling on to you,
but what makes me keep coming back?
Morning came as I spoke,
I taste a bitterness on my lips
I cried because of you,
but you left with him.
I joined the ranks
of all the sad characters* in the world
I loved because of you,
but you left with him.
I've willingly given you everything I can,
but I must let you know,
my heart's as if it's been cut by a knife.