You killed both me and that you inside of me
I wouldn't want this
I'm the loser but you've lost too
I've lost the life, you've lost me
Damn me, why did I
Love you that much
You're not worthy of my pure feelings
I've learnt, even if it's late
I'm a wound, which cannot get well, I bleed day and night
My years burned out for nothing
The rosebud gloomed in my heart faded before it becomes a rose
These tired years of mine are your creation
Damn me, why did I
Love you that much
You're not worthy of my pure feelings
I've learnt, even if it's late
I'm a wound, which cannot get well, I bleed day and night
My years burned out for nothing
The rosebud gloomed in my heart faded before it becomes a rose
These tired years of mine are your creation